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What could happen is…

So.

In case you haven’t heard, I’m moving out. And…I realize why people might not understand why that’s such a big deal. “Hey, you’re 24! What’s the big deal?”

I’m really not going to go into the back story. Let’s just say there’s a lot of things that weigh heavily on my shoulder when it comes to family. Either way, a couple of months ago, I told my dad that I wasn’t planning on getting married and I didn’t think it was right for me to continue to live at home…and it was time for me to start my own life. He said he agreed but he didn’t think it was time for me and he’d let me know when it was. When I told him I was seriously thinking about summer…he said he thought that was too soon. I dropped it. Because I’d gotten what I needed at that time, which was that he trusted in me and he had faith in me. He just didn’t want me to go because, ya know…

I’m his princess.

Anyway. The thing is, I’m signing a lease tomorrow night. As in obligating myself, legally, to live in a townhouse with my friends for a year. And I need to move out on May 31st. So this Saturday is the day I tell my dad.

*cue horror music*

Naturally, every possible scenario has gone through my head, every moment of every day for the past month or so. I’m doing it in public. It can go something like this…

Me: Dad, can we talk?
Dad: OK, what’s on your mind?
Me: Well, remember when we talked a couple of months ago and I said I was serious about moving out by the summer? Well…the thing is, I found a great place and I’ve made up my mind. I’m leaving at the end of May.
Dad: I see.
Me: I want you to know that I thought a lot about this and the rent is affordable and it’s with someone I know…and I know that you aren’t ready for me to leave but I need to do this.
Dad: Uh-huh.
Me: So…
Dad: …
Me: Are you mad?
Dad: A little but I understand why you need to do this. But..
Me:…
Dad: You have to tell your mom.

We laugh, hug and everything goes OK.

*record scratching*

Yeah…Or it could go like this.

Me: Dad, can we talk?
Dad: OK, what’s on your mind?
Me: Well, remember when we talked a couple of months ago and I said I was serious about moving out by the summer? Well…the thing is, I found a great place and I’ve made up my mind. I’m leaving at the end of May.
Dad: I see.
Me: I want you to know that I thought a lot about this and the rent is affordable and it’s with someone I know…and I know that you aren’t ready for me to leave but I need to do this.
Dad: Are you stupid? Tell me you’re kidding. You can’t move out on your own. You can’t take of yourself. You’re a ditzy mess and how dare you leave your family behind?
Me: But I’m not leaving you behind.
Dad: No. You aren’t going.
Me: Dad, I made up my mind.
Dad: Nope. Now get your ass home or I’ll tell your mom about this.
Me: No. If you aren’t OK with this, I’m not coming home.

*Dad throws coffee in my face, cops come…Ugly ugly mess.*

Or…

Well…there are worse stories.

So Saturday, I can either be relieved of my nightmare…or have to do a premature move-out since I can’t go back home and live with my best friend for the next 4 weeks.

Either way…this is going down. And naturally, I will not be sleeping until then.

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  • Becster April 29, 2009, 10:22 pm

    I’ll be keeping a good thought for you. *hugs*

    Becster’s last blog post..Wordless Wednesday, Cardinal again

  • Julie April 29, 2009, 10:30 pm

    Hey lovely,

    I know we haven’t yet met in real-life but I’m here for ya if you need a friend. I will also be thinking about you in the next week. I know you’re making the right decision for yourself and even if your father doesn’t agree at first, he will. Take peace in knowing that.

    On a side note, I couldn’t get past the kitten picture. HILARIOUS 🙂

    xoxo,

    Julie

  • Velvet April 29, 2009, 11:08 pm

    I can feel your pain. While I don’t know the backstory, I also told my parents (at 24) that I was moving out. I waited until they were safely in Florida and I was in their house in Connecticut. Do you know that woman I call Mom went on a coast to coast rampage? She got in the car screaming “OH NO YOU’RE NOT!” and drove all the way back to Connecticut to stop me. And for me, there really was no backstory. My parents are just nutty Greeks who believe they should own you until you’re dead.

    Then my brother talked some sense into her because they stopped at his place on the way (“But you and V have been fighting for 10 years! Let her move out!) Then when they showed up as I was packing the truck they said, “Take all your shit and don’t come back.”

    Yeah! But you know what I gained? MY LIFE.

    Do it.

  • LivingWicked April 30, 2009, 2:18 am

    I say all of your GANGSTAS hide around the corner and have super soakers ready.

    To wash the coffee off of you.

    LivingWicked’s last blog post..TMI Thursday: Not My Crotch Crust!

  • topsurf April 30, 2009, 4:51 am

    You are about to walk through the door to the rest of your life. I wish you the best of luck on Saturday and will be there in spirit with you, sending you all kinds of positive mojo. Do what you know is right, follow your heart and stick to your guns. From what I have seen you have a great support system with your friends who are there for you, I know you’ll land on your feet. (hugs)

  • LiLu April 30, 2009, 8:34 am

    Good luck, darling. I’m sure it will be hard for him to let you go, but it’s what a good parent will do.

    I don’t envy you the conv with your mama bear, though…

    LiLu’s last blog post..TMI Thursday: The Toilet Won’t Take Any More of Your Shit

  • perpstu April 30, 2009, 10:11 am

    You CAN do this. You are ready to move out and you are an adult. Your dad is the one who is not ready, and that is not something you can change. Once you are gone, they will be fine, they will have to learn that they can swim on their own. It’s time for you to go and live your own life and I am so proud of you for making the leap!

    Way to go! (((HUGS)))

  • justjp April 30, 2009, 11:14 am

    A shot or two of whiskey may be in order before this conversation. I remember when my sister eloped and married her boyfriend who was from Syria. That went delightfully well. Hulk like well.

    justjp’s last blog post..Fire in the hole!

  • Carol April 30, 2009, 11:58 am

    I think it’s a big deal, since it’s obviously a big deal to you and your family.

    i can’t imagine it will be less than at least somewhat dramatic or emotional. In those cases, it’s always a positive idea to write out the things that matter most.

    Mom and Dad,

    You know I love you. I love this family. But, you’ve also raised me to love myself and be a responsible adult. I’m not moving out to get away from you, just closer to myselfr. You love me, so I trust you understand.

    Thank you for :………..insert goodness here. Documenting respect and gratitude is never a bad idea.

    Love,

    Your Princess.

    Soon to be Gangsta Princess!!!

  • Miss Tricky April 30, 2009, 2:58 pm

    The worst part is the waiting to tell him, after that no matter what the scenario you will at least have real things to work with. And you will know where you stand.

    hugs.

    Miss Tricky’s last blog post..I love you. Can you leave?

  • SLG May 1, 2009, 3:57 pm

    Like you, I don’t have enough brain capacity to write any sort of productive comment at this point on a friday, but I really hope this all works out for you and that your dad realizes it’s for the best (I’m sure he will) and make sure you have a cup of hot earl grey tea in your hand in case he decides to dump his coffee on you. Be prepared.

    SLG’s last blog post..Selfish… and loving it.

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