Thoughts.

I am giving myself 8 months to save up enough to move. Okay so really it shouldn't take anyone eight months to save enough money to move but I want to be 100% prepared. I want to have enough money saved up for rent for an entire year, plus left over money for food and bills. I'm usually a very spontaneous person, but this is just way too big of a leap for me to take with out a safety net. So there it is. March/April I should be all set to go.

As of right now of course I have not a penny to my name, but I have a plan. A map of things to come. I haven't told my parents of my plans yet. I figure it's only a matter of time before I break their hearts so I might as well hold out for as long as I can. And if they see how responsible I'm being about the whole thing they will understand how prepared I really am and won't be so worried about me leaving them behind. I've definitely leaned on them more than I probably should have because they always offer, and because they are always there... Of course I'm not the kind of person that can abandon my family. I love them. I'd have to come home often. They are my parents and they love me. It killed them to watch me move 100 measely miles away what will they think of 3,000? It's been a decision in the making for the last seven years. One which I never wanted to come to terms with but finally have and I feel confident in it.

This week begins a whole new chapter in the book that is my life.