It’s day seven. I’m not counting, but I am. Only because I’m worried that the mood and atmosphere will change. It’s been fine so far, but for how long? And how long can we stay like this even though the situation is temporary?
What am I talking about? My mom moved in me.
She’s currently in between jobs, actively looking. Been looking for over 6 months now. Didn’t want to continue to throw money at her apartment that she wasn’t too sure she’d be able to keep anyways, so she packed up all her stuff, threw it into storage, gave what she could away and moved in with me. In my 500 square foot studio apartment. It was either that or let her live in her car until… who knows? A decision I could not live with.
I don’t know how long this arrangement will be, but it’s a small sacrifice to help someone I love out.
So, it’s me and a glass of Redwood Creek Pinot Noir. Some cheddar cheese off the block to set the mood. It’s pretty good, better slightly chilled. It’s day seven and mom and me are still chill in tight quarters. I hope we can continue this for however long it’ll be. [Clinks glass] Today it’s not just about me.