I got back from a year abroad over a year ago, and in that time, I have actually had to start living like an adult. Yes, that means all the adult things like cleaning, paying bills, looking after my own place, regular commuting, pensions, plus many many more adulting jobs that you don’t realise you’re woefully under-prepared for until you take on in once foul swoop.
I’ve decided to blog about the highs, the lows, and the in-betweens, of going my own way, morphing from childhood to adultdom. So, every Monday I am going to welcome the week with a post all about Adulting. Continue reading “Adulting: Moving In”