This is part one of what will probably be a series of posts. There's nothing 'wrong' with my life at the moment per se, though there is a grey cloud that seems to constantly lurk at the back of my mind. The cloud isn't about one thing in particular I don't think, rather it envolopes a number of issues that are consistently bugging me even though on the surface things are ultimately ok. I think the cloud is essentially the fact that I am treading water in life; I'm not going down, but with the the lack of other job opportunities at BA at the moment I'm certainly not moving up. I'm not even moving sideways. Anyhow, my job is a story for a later post in this series.
This post is going to concern the first issue that niggles me, which is the one of living at home. I live at home and there is no end in sight. I do not want to move out and pay rent, and I don't have the funds yet to take out a mortgage. The idea of a mortgage was always something I hated - I hate owing money, no matter how small the sum, let alone having to shoulder a sizeable debt for 25 years. Lately I've been coming round to the idea though; it certainly beats renting. I can imagine if/when I do get a mortgage I will go into super repayment mode, with the aim being to pay the thing off as quickly as possible. I'd pay as much of it back per month as I possibly could; living frugally for years until this objective was completed.
However, I think to myself, why struggle? Despite earning a poor salary, life is good whilst I live at home. My living costs are limited, I get on well with my parents and things are fine. Of course, at the back of mind my mind I know that the longer I leave it to move out then the more I will be regarded in life as a loser. Chances of getting a girlfriend diminish even further as my image in society as a cool, young eligible bachelor gradually disappears with every day I remain here. The clock is ticking, and with every second that goes by I am becoming less cool. This is the sacrifice I make in order to be not skint and to have a relatively disposable income. In the last twelve months I have been on seven holidays and have trips to Madrid and Berlin coming up in January. If I didn't live at home, this would not have been a remote possibility.
To move forward in life, I need to get my foot on the property ladder. The sooner I own my own place, the better. By living at home I am treading water but living comfortably at the expense of being viewed favourably in society. But I suppose I should be thankful I am not sinking.
4 comments:
By no means are you or will you be considered one of life's losers and I don't think the majority of females give two hoots on living arangements. In fact I think a lot of females feel more comfortable having the male 'sleep over' at the females house rather than visa versa. I'm sure they would appreciate someone with a bit of disposable income and with stories to tell of far away lands that have been visited more.
Welcome back to blogging!
A morale-boosting comment, many thanks!
Hey there Twentysomething....i hear what you are saying. It is something I am starting to think about as I start to enter the final few months of my last year at uni. I don't think there is any shame in living at home. I am highly considering it. In the climate we are in it's the most sensible thing to do. Plus you could get your washing done for ya and yea more disposable income to do what you want. Don't be ashamed of it dude. I knew someone who stayed at home until he got married. Hes still a child at heart but it all worked out for him. :D
Thanks for commenting 'Patrick' - I'll keep an eye on your blog too :-)
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