Living it up with Mom and Dad
Yesterday, I officially moved down to A-town, Texas. I spent this past summer living back at home--which was really wonderful--so yesterday felt a little like leaving home again for college. Except that I'm a little older, a little wiser, and a little more aware of what life on one's own entails (and probably a little bit crankier and more set in my ways too).
Last week, Travis, Blake, and I took a road trip to Mt. Rushmore. One the way back, we stopped in Kansas at the house of our good friend Stephen. We had an evening to hang out, and after a killer game of ultimate frisbee in the park, we went back to his place and watched some Seinfeld. At one point during Jerry's stand-up (yes, we're on a first-name basis, Jerry and I), he made the joke that there's no way to move back in with one's parents and make it sound like a good thing. Observe:
A: So how's it going, Joe?
B: Great! My job is unbelievable; I'm dating the woman of my dreams; I've never felt better--and I'm moving back in with my parents. Life couldn't be better.
And I think Jerry's pretty much correct--there's just no way it's cool in current American culture. Contrast that to Japan, if you will, where it's completely normal for unmarried people (though more so for women) to live with their parents... indefinitely. Two of the 3 unmarried English teachers at my school lived with their parents--and their average age was over 40!
Anyway, I was thinking if I ever get done with all of this schooling, and by a cruel twist of fate, I'm no closer to being married than I am right now, I might just like to move back in with good ole Mom and Dad. Think in 7 to 10 years living with one's parents will be socially acceptable in America? One can only hope.
Last week, Travis, Blake, and I took a road trip to Mt. Rushmore. One the way back, we stopped in Kansas at the house of our good friend Stephen. We had an evening to hang out, and after a killer game of ultimate frisbee in the park, we went back to his place and watched some Seinfeld. At one point during Jerry's stand-up (yes, we're on a first-name basis, Jerry and I), he made the joke that there's no way to move back in with one's parents and make it sound like a good thing. Observe:
A: So how's it going, Joe?
B: Great! My job is unbelievable; I'm dating the woman of my dreams; I've never felt better--and I'm moving back in with my parents. Life couldn't be better.
And I think Jerry's pretty much correct--there's just no way it's cool in current American culture. Contrast that to Japan, if you will, where it's completely normal for unmarried people (though more so for women) to live with their parents... indefinitely. Two of the 3 unmarried English teachers at my school lived with their parents--and their average age was over 40!
Anyway, I was thinking if I ever get done with all of this schooling, and by a cruel twist of fate, I'm no closer to being married than I am right now, I might just like to move back in with good ole Mom and Dad. Think in 7 to 10 years living with one's parents will be socially acceptable in America? One can only hope.
posted by Peter Rice at 9:00 PM
2 Comments:
Peter, this is your long lost friend Derek Waugh. I think we used to be friends once...i'm not sure. I think we even went to Europe together. Anyway, Mt. Rushmore's is a cool place huh. You go, take a picture of someone picking Abraham Lincoln's nose and then you leave. I'm sure you guys had an awesome trip. And, i'm sure it will totally be cool to live with your parents in 10 years. I won't tell anyone.
Later Man.
Ha, well I hope it's cool long before that, say like 6 weeks or so? Also, good luck getting started with school!
I thought of you this week-- my sister is engaged to a guy from Walters, and they sent me a shirt from some kind of car show there, well, a car cruz to be exact... classic oklahoma.
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