"No, we plan to look at places this weekend. But since it's just the two of us," I leave out the part about Ashley living off student loans while she studies for the bar and bringing in no real income, "we'll have to go a lot farther out than our current place to find something affordable."
Like really far out.
I considered asking my parents for help, but I know what they'll tell me. It's time to move back home. They've been waiting for me to mess up enough I'm forced to move back since the day I left. My mother hasn't moved a single thing in my room because she thinks I'll be there sooner rather than later. Whenever she brings it up, she reminds me it's "just a generational thing" and not a reflection on my inability to find a good job.
What she forgets is that I won't be able to find
