11 Things: I miss about living at home

Posted by on Aug 10, 2011

I’m a bit of a late bloomer it seems. I never did the renting thing but instead lived with my parents until a few days before my 30th birthday. It was a choice I had made; I wanted to save up the money to buy and I did. I’m still getting settled and I think it’ll take a while before it truly feels like home and there are some things that I know I already miss. So here they are, in no particular order.

1. Mom’s hugs – I’m still close to home but there’s nothing that beats coming into the kitchen or living room and getting random hugs.

2. A full refrigerator – I’m far from starving but there’s just something nice about opening a fridge so full that you have to move things. Oh and cheese…different kinds of cheese always there!

3. Mom’s cooking – yup, this one never gets old. Also, Dad’s experimental meals.

4. Cable and PVR – I know I can get things online but it’s nice for them channel surfing moments…and watching cheesy Made for TV movies.

5. The laundry fairies – sometimes I’d wake up on a Saturday and my dirty laundry would be gone, and later return folded on my bed. Sure love those laundry fairies. (Note: I do actually do my laundry, the fairies didn’t always show up)

6. No rent – I was lucky. I was able to live rent free and save up. Now large sums of money mysteriously disappear from my bank account on a monthly basis.

7. The pets – we have a giant dog and adorable cat. It’s weird to come home and not have someone greet you.

8. Morning conversations with Dad – he works night shifts so he’d be fully awake while I was like “oh my god, I need coffee before I can process this” but looking back, it was nice to connect 🙂

9. Having (almost) everything when I needed it – I wanted to bake last night and my first thought was “I don’t have measuring cups or a mixer…crap”. I miss just being able to open the right cupboard and things would always be there.

10. Saturday/Sunday morning brunch on the back porch – I live close enough to visit but it’s just not the same when I’m not in my PJs

11. Catching up over dinner – it’s not the same over the phone.

I’m sure there will be other things I’ll miss and there’s lots I’m slowly learning to love about living on my own (like no one to question why I’m baking at 11pm) but home is where the heart is…and a piece of my heart will always be there <3

Is there something else? What did you miss when you first lived on your own?