Living at home is pretty much like coming home for thanksgiving every single day. You get almost the same exact questions, badgering and you pretty much look for the escape route about five minutes in after taking off your boots.
But who can complain ? Definitely not me because I am very thankful for being able to live at Debs house while I catch up with everything else. Since I've come back from Pennsylvania my luck has turned to the better which has been made me very grateful and happy. Lately things have been falling into place. So today, even though sometimes I feel weird, kind of like a loser when I live at home I'm very happy because I have a place to live that is going to let me get closer to what I need to be which is a pretty awesome step.