A few days before I moved out of my parents home and into my university accommodation I was a nervous wreck. I'd done my big ikea shop, I'd planned out which clothes I was taking and yet I still couldn't actually imagine not living at home anymore. This post is going to be about my experience moving out and how I've coped.
Being an only child means I'm really close to my parents, and my cat. I moved to a university about 5 hours away from home which meant I knew I wasn't going to be going home every weekend to see them. One thing that has helped me not miss home was taking some of my special memories from my room to bring to uni. My penguin ornament as well as some plastic caps both came off my shelves at home and onto my shelves at uni. I also made sure I bought plenty of pictures and my polaroids on my walls and notice board so that my friends and family are always just a glance away.
Cooking for myself has not been too bad, I don't think my cooking skills are too shabby but sometimes it's hard to find the motivation to cook a proper meal at the end of a busy day. Making sure I have enough fruit and veg in my diet has been really hard but I always feel so much better for it. Mainly I have been eating rice or cous cous with some kind of meat for tea/dinner or pasta for more lazy days. Laundry has also been interesting to conquer, but definitely a skill that has made me much more aware of fabrics and colours and what shouldn't be washed with what. It's been a month since I moved out from home and yet I call my uni halls my home now, because I'm happy and settled which is a blessing for both me and my parents. To anyone moving out either from their parents or to a new home I wish you luck, I understand how it feels and I hope all goes smoothly as it did for me.