i don't know how much of a real adult i want to become just yet, although....well, there's really no although. there's some ideas being thrown in my direction which are a bit mind-boggling and even scary, but not really in a bad way, just in a.....i don't know that i'm really ready to be that much of an adult yet sort of way.....nothing's concrete or set in stone, and i haven't even really thought about it much yet, although i need to start at least considering the idea to see what i feel about it, but....
and it feels weird not actually saying the words of the whole "idea" and circling around it like it's some giant shark in the water that i'm afraid to get too close to....though, well, who knows....
i was talking to my mom a few days ago, after i got off of work for the week on wednesday, and i was on my way to pick up the rest of my computer (the hard drive was being formatted for faster use or something at best buy) and she randomly goes "hey, i've got an idea for you to think about." which doesn't always bode well...
now, don't get me wrong. i love my mom. and my dad. they're...older versions of me essentially, with all my weird quirks but in different ways. people find them amusing, as do i...and i'm happy that i belong to them biologically, because, well, i could have chosen two crazier people but chose them, or they chose me, or fate wanted to have something to laugh at, but still, we get along pretty well...granted, we get along a lot better now that i'm out of high school and finally out of college and i'm not screwing up at midterms every semester. yes, that fact helps a lot to our relationship as daughter and parents. which, well, is something else entirely...
but anyway, so i ask her what she's talking about. and she goes "do you want to buy a house?" just like that, completely out of the blue, and i really don't have any idea what to say. i'm driving, so i'm paying more attention to the road and the cars around me than the fact that i'm not saying anything and i should think of something to say, and she continues to tell me about how there's an 8,000 incentive through the end of the year that she's heard some places mention can be used as part of a downpayment and how my grandmother might be willing to give me 10 or 20 thousand dollars towards a downpayment...which is...mind-boggling to say the least. i had to tell her that no, i've not thought about buying a house, and she goes, well, think about it....what am i supposed to do with that?
it seems very much an adult thing to do...and i don't know that i'm quite there yet. this is my first real job since graduating from salem, and i don't know that buying a house is something that i'm really that ready for....i mean, it's a huge thing, you know? it would tie me more permanently to a specific place, which, while not necessarily a bad thing, i don't know if it's something i'm ready for. though asheville and the surrounding area is a nice, beautiful place, is this where i want to tie down some more official roots? i don't know. granted, as my roommate melissa mentioned, i could always rent it out, and wouldn't necessarily have to stay here, and it's one of the best times to do something like this, buying a house, but still....i just don't know...it's...weird to think of myself as growing up that much that buying a house is a potential event in my life. not necessarily in a scary way, just...in a, i've never thought about that sort of way and i'm not really sure what to think about it....
so who knows.
and it feels weird not actually saying the words of the whole "idea" and circling around it like it's some giant shark in the water that i'm afraid to get too close to....though, well, who knows....
i was talking to my mom a few days ago, after i got off of work for the week on wednesday, and i was on my way to pick up the rest of my computer (the hard drive was being formatted for faster use or something at best buy) and she randomly goes "hey, i've got an idea for you to think about." which doesn't always bode well...
now, don't get me wrong. i love my mom. and my dad. they're...older versions of me essentially, with all my weird quirks but in different ways. people find them amusing, as do i...and i'm happy that i belong to them biologically, because, well, i could have chosen two crazier people but chose them, or they chose me, or fate wanted to have something to laugh at, but still, we get along pretty well...granted, we get along a lot better now that i'm out of high school and finally out of college and i'm not screwing up at midterms every semester. yes, that fact helps a lot to our relationship as daughter and parents. which, well, is something else entirely...
but anyway, so i ask her what she's talking about. and she goes "do you want to buy a house?" just like that, completely out of the blue, and i really don't have any idea what to say. i'm driving, so i'm paying more attention to the road and the cars around me than the fact that i'm not saying anything and i should think of something to say, and she continues to tell me about how there's an 8,000 incentive through the end of the year that she's heard some places mention can be used as part of a downpayment and how my grandmother might be willing to give me 10 or 20 thousand dollars towards a downpayment...which is...mind-boggling to say the least. i had to tell her that no, i've not thought about buying a house, and she goes, well, think about it....what am i supposed to do with that?
it seems very much an adult thing to do...and i don't know that i'm quite there yet. this is my first real job since graduating from salem, and i don't know that buying a house is something that i'm really that ready for....i mean, it's a huge thing, you know? it would tie me more permanently to a specific place, which, while not necessarily a bad thing, i don't know if it's something i'm ready for. though asheville and the surrounding area is a nice, beautiful place, is this where i want to tie down some more official roots? i don't know. granted, as my roommate melissa mentioned, i could always rent it out, and wouldn't necessarily have to stay here, and it's one of the best times to do something like this, buying a house, but still....i just don't know...it's...weird to think of myself as growing up that much that buying a house is a potential event in my life. not necessarily in a scary way, just...in a, i've never thought about that sort of way and i'm not really sure what to think about it....
so who knows.
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