Because I know everyone is at the edge of their seats wondering when I’m going to move out of my parents’ house, how my relationship with my parents is enduring our roommate situation, etc., I wanted to let you all know that, just in time for the holidays, my parents have finally let me move back into my old bedroom. It’s a Christmas miracle!
It only took two sinus infections and the guest room exploding out into the hallway for my parents to realize that the dungeon-like conditions they had subjected me to were unfair and unreasonable. Also, I think they realized their evil plan of getting me to move out in a short amount of time was not working. At. All.
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