They responded well to this dream and added a few suggestions of what to add to it and before I knew it they were kind of inviting themselves. Note, my parents are really good with boundaries so they approached it with hesitance, understanding, and the readiness to back off if they even got a hint I might not be receptive. And I could have said no at any point which would have ended the discussion without any hurt feelings. I guess that is why I struggled with my ex-husband's mom so much. But back to this story which has absolutely nothing to do with her.
As we have had further conversations planning the trip, both of my parents have made repeated offers to help offset some of my costs for this trip which is so incredibly kind of them but not necessary. And so I was talking to my Dad this afternoon. I told him that I may have chosen this apartment out of fear at a time when I didn't know my budget so grabbed the cheapest option but that it has turned out to be quite a blessing because the place fits me perfectly and it is leaving so much more room in my budget for travel.
He stopped me for a minute there and asked if I really did like the place and how I felt about the noise. He referenced complaints he remembers from previous apartments about street racing. It was in that moment I realized just how incredibly happy I am in this apartment. I told him it would be nice to have just a little bit more storage but it really does meet all my needs and I love the view and people watching. I told him how the trains have become just comforting background noise and the noise from the brewery is a welcome distraction and only gets loud a handful of times a year, never late into the night.
It's amazing how I've made such a small space feel so much like home. And it costs less and takes less time to keep up so it fits the lifestyle I want. So maybe in the midst of my fear over my budget, I recognized a bit more about my priorities than I realized.
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