Yes, I'm perfectly aware that it's not always a good thing to be thinking about stuff that won't happen for ages or might not happen at all in life... I'm just very good at doing that sort of thing and now that we're all getting older, it's even more exciting to be talking about life in 5 or 10 years time!
My plans? Have a part time job while I'm at university (I'm at a dead end about what exactly I'll be studying but I'll figure it out later). Once I have an ample amount of money, and Christine as well for that matter, we'll rent a tiny one bedroom unit and buy lots (or hardly any, depending on our budget) of second hand furniture. Score! ... Puis, we go to the local Coles every week and buy a stack of 2 minute noodles, bread and spreads. We don't need a toaster because we've already got the 15 year old crusty oven built into the moulding kitchen, and we have toast EVERY DAY. Lunch... more bread, with some of the lettuce and cheese we remembered to buy. We have to make a dinner plan so we know EXACTLY what to buy for the week. Home brand and Vinnies are our new best friends. We have a tiny square table to fit an absolute max of 3.5 people (half of the fourth person doesn't fit so they're sitting at an angle). We actually have to clean up after ourselves... Which means... the... BATHROOM! Shock horror.
Who knows what secrets and surprises the past owners of the unit have left behind for us...
We share our car. It's a small, rusty, in-need-of-a-service car we bought off a friend. We sleep on mattresses on the floor, but then find the revolutionary new world of Internet Shopping. We need to pay electricity bills, water bills, internet and phone bills... Just a lot of bills. Then the rent. The people living upstairs go wild on Friday nights so we do what we can to hear Leonardo's last words in Titanic on our microwave-sized television. Titanic is only on video though. No DVD players just yet. BUT our parents upgrade to Blue Ray and donate the DVD player anyway so it's all good. We have a problem with the wardrobe. Our one bedroom unit doesn't allow for the clothing requirements of two twenty year olds, so half our clothes are in cardboard boxes hidden in a build-it-yourself cupboard in the living room. The bulb in the bathroom has blown but we can't find the time (or will) to buy a new one, so we make sure there's a torch in easy reach from our beds for any middle of the night call-of-natures.
It all sounds good, right? I think so too.
Except for that ever growing army of dampness that's taking over the living room ceiling... Just wait for our next promotion. Then we'll think about taking care of it.
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