I’ve been writing lately about the three P’s: programming, photography, and politics. Many of you must be bored out of your mind and are thinking, Damn! Terry.TMI.
Time to break it up a bit.
A friend is in the process of moving to a new place. She mentioned that she had never lived on her own before. She’s always been with boyfriends or her parents.
[At home with the parents after the jump]
Living with my parents
After I graduated college, I spent a year at my parents’ house. Before I started graduate school, I quit my job and my dad had just taken early retirement. It was a hot summer, so we were lazing about on my parent’s bed.
My mom walks into the room and exclaims: “What am I going to do with two lazy unemployed bums in the house?”
Friend: “Your family stories are funny.”