I moved out.
That sounds so dramatic, right? Conjures up all sorts of story lines and skepticism of family issues. But in reality, I’m just a 23-year-old grad student who was sick of her hour and a half commute to school 4 days a week. I love my parents and living with them is wonderful most of the time, but I needed a change in a big way. So I made one.
You might remember when I panicked last semester and had a meltdown, but eventually came around to the idea that I actually kind of enjoy getting my Master’s Degree. But the commute had to go, friends. I know there are people out there who have much longer commutes than I do, and they are very strong people. I am simply not one of them.
Back at the beginning of October, I began searching BU’s website for possible apartments close to my college. The only one that fell into my price range (AKA cheap) and desired location was a 4-bedroom, 1.5 bathroom, 3rd floor walk-up a little less than a mile away from BU’s College of Communications. I went to check it out, fell in love with it, and found myself signing a lease for my first big-girl place a few months later.
Now, I am unpacked (for the most part) and already loving life outside of Lynn, MA. I have 3 roommates, a good-sized room, still plenty of space to cook and a 3-minute walk to the gym.
And while I’m only in here until the end of May, when I have to gear up for my summer in London (still more details to come!), I find it very cool to say that “my apartment in Boston” is the best loan money I’ve spent so far.
Not sure what that says about the actual degree I’m working so hard for, but it’s the little things, like my very large schedule board, that make me happy.
I want to know: Did you love your first real home-away-from-home? Was it super expensive or was the price just right? How do you feel about my crazy bulletin board? What craft on Pinterest can I add to my room decor?