I’ve been ready for a while now. Ready to move on. I’m really getting tired of my job situation. And lack of money. I love my mom, but it’s time to move on and out.
I always say that I wish I could peak into the future. I do now, too. I want to know I won’t be turning forty and living with my mother. I am seriously going into deadbeat status.
I want my own grown-up life.