Living without a buffer!

Lincoln Adams | June 4, 2009 @ 11:30 am

When a guy lives with his parents for so… very… agonizingly… long… he tends to take certain things for granted.

While I contributed to paying for most of the rent and bills, Mommy would always pretty much take care of the rest. All those basic necessities of life (like toilet paper) would magically replenish itself so I never had to worry about them. I never had to deal with the scum sucking landlord, or the utility bills, or even with most of the cleaning, though I still cleaned my own room and did my own laundry. Other than that (and cooking), Mommy would always take care of everything else.

I didn’t even have to worry about the phone bills until recently either because I was under the family plan. Since I started making plans to move out once my debts were paid, one of the first things I did was to break off from my parents’ family plan so I could have my own account, but of course Verizon completely botched the process by charging me for two lines when I only wanted one.

After I saw my first Verizon bill and realized the error they made, the first thing that came to my mind was, “Ah well, Mommy will take care… … … … crap.”

Yep, for the first time I had to handle my own phone bill, and after numerous phone calls, emails, and talking to maybe 5 different representatives to get things straightened out, I started to realize very quickly just how BIG a buffer my mother had been for me from life’s everyday aggravations and hassles.

Independence does come with a price after all. :D

Not that I’m completely unprepared for it, but there are some things that I was still going to have to learn about, like say, paying the electric bill, which my Momsie tried to explain to me the other day:

“If your apartment has one you should always make sure to read the meter to pay the electric, that way you’re not overpaying.”

:blink:

“Sigh.”

Ayup, it’s definitely going to be a weird experience to sit in my own apartment and wonder why the toilet paper was no longer magically replenishing itself, or why the rent wasn’t automatically being paid, or why the apartment just wouldn’t stay clean for some blasted reason, or why there was never any food in the fridge. Didn’t a group of magical elves always take care of all that? What happened to them all??!?


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18 Responses to “Living without a buffer!”

TJSharky wrote a comment on June 4, 2009 @ 11:39:am
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It’s amazing all the little details that are out there when you get on your own! Just wait. There are a ton of others you haven’t even dreamed about! ;)

It’s the last true adventure in your life. Enjoy it!

Lincoln Adams wrote a comment on June 4, 2009 @ 12:44:pm
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My last true adventure? So you’re saying once the move is done I’ll have nothing left to look forward to but death??!? :wideeyed:

Call Me Mom wrote a comment on June 4, 2009 @ 05:29:pm
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Toilet paper was the big thing for me when I moved out too.

Of course there are more adventures out there-marriage and child rearing are not to be missed. I’m looking forward to being a grandparent in a few years too. I can hardly wait to sugar up the little dears on their way out the door to go home-lol. Plus I get to call my sister grandma now. That’s an adventure if I’m standing close enough for her to reach me. :fighting:

Sabrina wrote a comment on June 4, 2009 @ 09:18:pm
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Mommies are awesome, but sometimes I like my independence better. :whistle: :innocent:

TJSharky wrote a comment on June 4, 2009 @ 11:38:pm
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I suppose I should clarify a bit. It’s the last true adventure where you are only responsible for yourself. The last time you can get away with ice cream for breakfast without someone making an issue of it. When a bad decision, unless truly horrendous, affects just you. Enjoy it while it lasts!

John wrote a comment on June 5, 2009 @ 09:45:am
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Great, I now have a image of you shuffling into your kitchen with your pants around your ankles to grab some napkins to wipe your tookus.

Lincoln Adams wrote a comment on June 5, 2009 @ 08:19:pm
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Ahh I see, so the adventure continues at least until I find myself a ragged old ball and chain to make me miserable again. :ggrin:

Lincoln Adams wrote a comment on June 5, 2009 @ 08:20:pm
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Great, I now have a image of you shuffling into your kitchen with your pants around your ankles to grab some napkins to wipe your tookus.

Heck I do that even now! :naughty:

Minorcan Maven wrote a comment on June 6, 2009 @ 10:54:pm
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:) As the Mom around here who performs these tasks I may just print this off and frame it to remind myself it IS worthwhile! :)

Trust me – the power of the px is matchless. You can always get things worked out if you will hang in there like you did this time, it’s worth the $ you will save yourself by being persistent and charming. And when charming doesn’t work – then FIRM.

The toilet paper cracked me up. I had a friend that in her first marriage she always tried so hard to be on top of everything, bc he was not so much of a grown up…1 of the ways her stress showed up was a fear of running out of stuff…so she bought tons of toilet paper (among other things, this was the funny one tho) she’d have like 40 rolls in the linen closet and such…

Good stuff Linc!

Gabrielle wrote a comment on June 7, 2009 @ 12:42:pm
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That’s what I’m worried about when I eventually move out. Those little things that I never really knew about!

Lincoln Adams wrote a comment on June 8, 2009 @ 10:01:pm
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@Minorcaven You Moms are all up in my space!! :nyah:

Lincoln Adams wrote a comment on June 8, 2009 @ 10:01:pm
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@Gabrielle: Everyone goes through the same thing, but some are more manlier than others and can handle the change more smoothly. :naughty:

:ggrin:

Meghan Key wrote a comment on June 10, 2009 @ 11:24:am
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Growing up is over rated. There are so many things society expects of you, the least of them paying bills and buying toilet paper. But the independence is priceless, albeit lonely at times if you choose to be alone. I’m 26, just moved out 2 years ago, yet when I’m sick, sad or just feeling needy, a weekend at the parents house usually does the trick and I can’t wait to go back to my place. Find a happy medium.

tibby wrote a comment on June 10, 2009 @ 04:54:pm
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Now, go call your mother and tell her thank you! ;)

Lincoln Adams wrote a comment on June 10, 2009 @ 08:07:pm
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Well if I ever get alone, that’s what escort services are for! :ggrin:

:wideeyed:

Lincoln Adams wrote a comment on June 10, 2009 @ 08:08:pm
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@tibby: Yes Mommy. :angelgrin:

Igoda Yen wrote a comment on June 12, 2009 @ 03:05:am
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Lincypoo, where are you? Did you go to the nighty night early today? Props on dealing with the telephone company all by yourself. Mommy’s wittle man is growing so fast….. :nyah:

Lincoln Adams wrote a comment on June 12, 2009 @ 11:04:am
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Went to bed early. Daddy needed his sleep. :D


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