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So I was talking to my flatmates the other day, and at some point I mentioned being away one weekend. "Oh yes," one of them replied. "You're going home that weekend."
"No," I said. "This is home. I'm just going to my parents' house."
"That is home!" she insisted. It seems both of them regarded their parents' houses as "home" and our current residence as something else... Whereas as far as I am concerned, this house is my home. My hamsters are here, my books are here, my blankets are here. It's where I drop my guard, where I can set the rules, where I can put up nude Elf posters and decide what level of chore-doing represents the best balance between minumum effort and keeping everyone happy.
They reckon they won't stop counting their parents' houses as home until they actually buy a place of their own. I'm keenly aware that on an academic salary that's probably going to take me till I'm 35 at least, and who knows where me and my parents will be by then? I certainly will have spent longer living away from their current house than I spent living in it. And if they move...well, what possible emotional connection could I have to a house I've never really lived in or had any say over? As it is, my old bedroom is now an office and when I visit I sleep in the guest room. Quite honestly, if you used the measure of "time spent there in last 2 years",![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tuxedo_elf's house is more home than my parents' house these days.
So my question to my Flist is: When did you stop viewing your parents' house as "home"? or, if not applicable, When do you think you will stop viewing your parents' house as "home"?
"No," I said. "This is home. I'm just going to my parents' house."
"That is home!" she insisted. It seems both of them regarded their parents' houses as "home" and our current residence as something else... Whereas as far as I am concerned, this house is my home. My hamsters are here, my books are here, my blankets are here. It's where I drop my guard, where I can set the rules, where I can put up nude Elf posters and decide what level of chore-doing represents the best balance between minumum effort and keeping everyone happy.
They reckon they won't stop counting their parents' houses as home until they actually buy a place of their own. I'm keenly aware that on an academic salary that's probably going to take me till I'm 35 at least, and who knows where me and my parents will be by then? I certainly will have spent longer living away from their current house than I spent living in it. And if they move...well, what possible emotional connection could I have to a house I've never really lived in or had any say over? As it is, my old bedroom is now an office and when I visit I sleep in the guest room. Quite honestly, if you used the measure of "time spent there in last 2 years",
tuxedo_elf's house is more home than my parents' house these days.So my question to my Flist is: When did you stop viewing your parents' house as "home"? or, if not applicable, When do you think you will stop viewing your parents' house as "home"?
