Scott Gowell

I have taken steps to get passed all the frustration I impose on myself when I see people doing stupid stuff.

I will be 24 years old this November, and I think it is time for me to take steps to start becoming more independant. My parents are wonderful people, but I hate to impose upon them. They assure me that they love having me stay with them, but I have fallen into my sedentary lifestyle now that I am at home. My mom does my laundry, cooks dinner, does the dishes, takes after the cat (and changes my bedding on occasion). My dad takes out the garbage on Thursdays when he gets the paper, and they take turns getting the mail. I am a drain on their resources, I do not contribute more than a few bucks on occasion, and I can’t do this to them anymore.

Not to say that my reasons for moving are entirely for their benefit. I had become used to managing myself, and find it somewhat difficult having to check in with people on a regular basis.

I am scared of moving in with my friend Andy, because I know that it will ruin our relationship. He has been my best friend for a long time, but I do not take kindly to roommates very well, and when I get upset I botle it up. Then I blow up, and most times my roommate and I can’t be friends anymore, or if not that then we know we can’t live together anymore.

This last week and a half has really done wonders for me. I have really gotten some time to calm the hell down. Life could have been a chore as of late, but I have reveled in the joys of doing nothing instead.