I remember the first time we ever talked about it. It was when I was visiting Rene up at school in Pennsylvania, back in 2012. We had only been dating for a few months but somehow brought up the idea of moving in together. At first we laughed at it, but within minutes both realized it was actually a great idea and we should really do it. Fast forward to now and alas, our wish is coming true. We have signed our first lease together.
This is such a huge step that I don’t even know how to begin talking about it. On the one hand, I’m jumping-out-of-my-shoes excited to finally move out of my family’s home and in with Rene, and to be a real bill-paying adult. But on the other, I’m nervous. Everything is happening so fast (even though I’ve been waiting for this moment for over two years) that I find myself having many fears and anxieties (some rational, some not so much). Like, what if Rene and I realize we don’t really like each other as much as we think we do? What if we lose our jobs? What if a burglar breaks into our apartment, decapitates us and eats the cat? All excellent questions!
I am trying to contain the crazy, calm the f**k down and enjoy this time for what is it. I’m super excited to pick out new sheets, break in my new [tiny] kitchen, have friends over for cocktail parties, and do all the other fun stuff associated with this phase of life.
Something that will definitely be easy to get used to is a shorter commute to work. Since I am moving from South Brooklyn to Queens (right across the river from Manhattan), my travel time will be cut to a third of what it is now - a very welcome change.
What was it like for you to move out of your parents’ home for the first time?
Congrats on the big move (both physically and relationship wise). You’ll figure it out!
Thank you, Katie
This is so exciting!!! I’m so happy for you guys
and it’s normal to feel nervous about everything, but you guys are great together!
That’s so sweet - thank you, Erica!