So the media have started to call people in their mid 20’s-30’s ‘the boomerang generation’ due to leaving uni jobless and homeless, rising rent prices, messy breakup’s or redundancy. However, I also know three people considerably older than that who have to spend most of their time back at ‘home’ with their parents for various reasons.
- Your old room and bed seem sooo much smaller than they did the first time you occupied them but there are only so many episodes of Emmerdale that you can stand to watch with the folks.
- They insist on doling out advice, even if they have no clue what an operating system is and keep repeatedly suggesting you switch the ‘interweb’ on and off.
- The covert missions to wash and dry your smalls discreetly and then the race to take them off the drying rack before they become the only glaringly obviously items left on there.
- They think they do everything better because they have more life experience. They completely ignore the fact that you’ve used many a 2.00am snack craving to finesse the perfect cheese toasty method. That you’ve also learned to launder that difficult item of clothing perfectly through trial and (maybe a lot of) error.
- Just when you think you’ve got your shit together something comes along like taxes or quickly re-newing a passport and you have to admit you’re a little lost and actually need advice.
- You’ve gone from having a sporadically stocked fridge and kitchen cupboards to more food than you can possibly consume before the eat by date.
- If you are very lucky you actually get asked the question “What do you want for tea then?” This subliminally means they will cook it for you if you keep frowning intently at your smart phone as if you are very busy.
- You get to take turns with household chores and it’s a nice change. Plus there seems to be a never ending supply of loo roll, washing up liquid and fresh towels.
- You seem to have a strange amount of money left at the end of the month even though you’ve been chipping in with bills. Plus there is nearly always someone around to accept all of your internet purchases off the poor postman.
- It’s incredibly hard to have private phone conversations as the walls of the house now seem to be made of paper.
- You know when you are feeling down you can always get a big hug, that or someone telling you there are people far worse off in the world than you!
- It’s incredibly reassuring knowing you always have a place to sleep, even if you have to struggle past stacked up boxes and an exercise bike to reach your bed.
Which ones have/do you identified with? Have I missed any?