I have been living with my parents and my boyfriend in a three bedroomed house for almost two years now. At first it was fine; we were living together and that was fine, but as time has gone on I have come to realise that sharng a house with your prents is never the most private experience. At home me and the boyfriend have our own bedrrom, indeed with no room to swing any cat that wished to be swung, and a livingroom upstairs that turned into more of a clutter closet, and little privacy.
So, time has come for us to join the real world (me, being 24, and him, being almost 30) and get our own place.
Lets just see how we get on with that.
I'll be posting a step-by-step process of how we do it, hopefully helping others in the same situation to do the same thing at some point - or maybe i'll just rant about the whole thing.
Wednesday, 4 June 2008
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