Over the weekend I was having lunch with my little sister and mum, generally discussing things and the subject of my debts came about. The Sprog asked how I was going to clear it, bless her she's 16 and thinks life is simple. I replied that the only way I could clear them would be for me to move home.
It was one of those moments where a really simple idea comes to you and you have no idea how you hadnt thought of it before. I pondered and by saturday night I'd decided I really should just move home.
My flatmate Roz wasnt particulary impressed, her only having lived with me for 4 months but the more I think about the more I realise that I actually cant affford to not move home!
I made the final decision last night after talking to mum and sitting and talking with the elder sis, ooo eck, what can I call her..... Amy, that'll do! So yes, after talking it through I've decided to move home. That way I can attack my debts (in my mind, everytime I say that I get visions of me with a huge sword waving it at bills and letters that head my way!) and I can save for a car, pay for driving lessons and afford to do the things coming up this year like weddings, milestone birthday and births. Oh its such a relief!

Roz really isnt impressed and is now stressing about everything. The thing is, people's lives change and I cant stay in my flat just to please her and make sure she's financially stable because that will make me even rockier on the financial boat. As it is now, I'm balancing on the entrance to the plank wearing heels and the sea is rocking the boat like mad. Any longer in the flat and I'll be at the edge of the plank, in the heels and about to drop straight into shark infested waters.
God I love a good mental image....

Think about it this way my little readers, when I move home I'll have more spare cash which means more antics and amusing situations!