Published on: Dec 21, 2024
After 25 years, I rent now. Perhaps a bad call. Living with my parents was comfy, but I was also sedate and stuck to a pretty depressing schedule. That said, renting should be a good experience. Exercise for the adulting muscle. It’s been a day and I’ve already got sore muscles and 2 hours of truckin’ experience under my belt, so I’m already trying new things, which is pretty great. The new room’s good too. It’s already got all my stuff moved in and feature complete, albeit with a few bugs. Literal and figurative.
I think I’ve been supressing a lot of emotions with the move to get through it. It feels as though this should be hitting me harder given how big the change is. That said, it’s been sad at points, knowing that I’ll be missing the chats and run-ins with my Mum at home. Listening to her play her ukelele through the house while packing almost brought me to tears. Her strumming on the uke had been a unstated highlight of waking up for me. There’s something about living alongside the routine of others that feels more homely than the furniture or trinkets that have moved with me to the new place.
I also bought a new car - a shiny new RAV4 - the boring default. People’s reactions to it have ranged from blank to bored. I’ve never held much romance for cars. Playing Lego Racer and Burnout Paradise when I was young never got me hooked on the car aspect of those games. Maybe if I had played Outrun as a kid, I’d be going for something with some zest. But for someone who uses “petrol-box” and “car” interchangeably, the RAV4 is my go to, for being a fuel-efficient transport box. The bureaucracy around purchasing it was pretty easy too. Perhaps I’m hardened to menial problems with a career in tech support. All that I needed to buy the car was an initial visit, a bank transfer, filling out one form for insurance and then picking it up. Perhaps adulting is much easier than people let on. Or I’ve been glossing over a lot of detail which will come back to bite me in a few years.
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