Ever since I moved out of my parents’ house, they’ve asked me one question, over and over and over. I vividly remember the first time I went back home to visit after I landed my first full-time job after graduation and they asked me this question. And every time I’ve come home since, they ask the same, exact question. Anyone want to guess what it is?
It’s not ‘when are you going to get married?’ or ‘when are you going to have kids?’ … it’s ‘when are you going to get a house?!‘ Which seems totally normal, until you realize what they’re really saying. See, they don’t actually care about me getting a house… so much as me getting a garage. Why a garage? Because what they really want, really and truly, is to move all of my stuff out of THEIR garage! Mostly, it’s about one item specifically: the horse box.