This past October my parents left for what turned out to be a month to take care of my grandma. Admittedly, I was looking forward to having the house to myself. There are a number of factors that contribute to why I’m still living at home as I near the age of thirty, but suffice it to say, I’ve been craving independence.

The length of a month was by far the longest I’d ever been on my own. Initially, it was everything I’d hoped…