T H E M O V E B A C K H O M E.

So I'm back living with the parents and have been on the job grind for three whole months already. I'll tell you now, it's awful, frustrating, and mind numbingly boring. With every ad I read I feel my brain shrivelling up in horror at the thought of doing anything other than reading novels and writing prose poetry.

Let alone the reality that in the working world I can't have a big night out on a Wednesday, and spend the Thursday like a Sunday, wrapped up in my duvet with my head under the pillow to block out the oh so unwelcome daylight.

I know I'm not the only graduate who feels like moving back in with the parents is a complete regression. The reality is, though it's not ideal, and that loss of independence makes you feel like an angsty pre-teen having to abide by somebody else’s rules again; home is a place where you can temporarily live rent free and regroup before the next step.

My parents, through some unexpected turn of events have transitioned from a career in product design (initially lent towards horticulture), to a career in the adult industry. Now it is not unusual for the words 'suction cup' and 'dildo' to be dropped in normal dinner table conversation. Following these mortifying moments I then return to my most recent job application, delete my well worded cover letter and simply write: 'plz hire me my mum wont stop talking about bondage and sexual awakenings.'

On the plus side, I now spend my weekend mornings watching Saturday Kitchen, and finding myself strangely attracted to James Martin. And after a very productive session on Pinterest I let myself loose in a well stocked pantry where I can experiment with recipes galore – (some of which to follow). These are both signs that I have way too much time on my hands, which wouldn't be far from the truth.

This would be different of course if the majority of my home friends hadn't gone back to their final years at uni - blissfully unaware of whats to come, and my uni friends having already settled down in the city with their chosen career paths. I cant help but sit back and watch as I descend into a needy version of my once hard-to-get self, desperate for normal conversation and a reason to leave the house! Now my friends are like:

I can either laugh or cry at my current situation; and I'm all cried out, so now all that's left to do is to take a ride on the roflcopter that is my unemployed graduate life.

More to follow!

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