Rhode Island's where it's at

So, my best friend had just graduated college and started a job. She did not want to go back home to live with her parents. Instead she wanted to find a place of her own and needed a roommate to do so. Inspiration! She had this crazy idea that we should get a place together.

To understand this fully you have to know some background info on me. I was born in Manhattan and raised in New Jersey. Lived my whole life in the same little town. My best friend and I met in the 7th grade. Our sophomore year of high school her whole family moved up to Rhode Island and we were separated. But, surprisingly, our friendship grew stronger through constant contact and frequent visits. Now, we have been friends for 10 years but most of that time has actually been spent apart--living in different states.

When she had this crazy idea, I was still living in New Jersey with my parents. Not all that much was going on in my life. I was thinking about getting a new job since I'd just quit my previous one and I was itching to get out of the house to live on my own. It all seemed to fit really well. For once we would be in the same state, same city, same house. We could go out and borrow each other's clothes and have fun as friends should do.

To be honest, I was a bit skeptical of the idea at first. Sure, it sounded fun but could we pull it off? I had to find a job that would bring in enough cash to pay for rent, utilities, and living expenses. We had to find a place to live that we could both afford. I had to break it to my parents...and we were running out of time.

Well, it all came together in a matter of a week. I found a job, we found an affordable place to live, and my parents were actually very supportive. Fate? Maybe.

In any case, I am now living in Rhode Island--on my own for the first time in my life. It's been about 2 weeks since we moved in and now that we are settled I thought I'd start a blog about my impressions of and experiences in this tiny state. So far, there's already so many interesting little quirks. It's definitely very different from where I grew up.

We are calling this our adventure--an adventurous attempt at adulthood. A test to see if we can survive while supporting ourselves and living in the same house together. Let's see what happens.

Until next time...