My Quarter-Life Crisis
On the eve of my quarter-life crisis (seven days until age 25): As I chatted with my oldest and bestest friend Chels while driving home tonight, I noted the topics we touched upon. Superbowl, our parents and siblings of course, the notion of "college envy." We talked about our finances, the imperative-yet-impossibleness of saving money, and our constantly teetering living situations. I envy her current downtown apartment, with gorgeous skyline view and desert-weathered patio... she reassured me of the wisdom behind my current situation: living at home rent free with Mom and Dad. It's just for now; at first it was intended to be "just for six months," and it would also make a lot of sense for it to be "just for this year" while happy and thriving at my current workplace - a twenty-minute commute away. We then discussed our impending dream destinations: #1 being Hawaii for Chels's sister's wedding, where she'll be a guaranteed guest as MO...