Sisters, Nostalgia & Dissonance

I feel a bit weird for thinking what I'm thinking.

Anyone who knows me well knows that I really don't "suit" living at home, for want of a better word. Don't get me wrong. I adore my parents and my family home, but I think everyone would agree that we are much better living twenty minutes apart.

Lol as if that's actually far. But there's less rows, less tears and more happiness and excitement to see eachother. Wins all round, right?

Living away from home is amazing. Literally, the best.

As much as I hate my minging student flat with it's gappy floorboards, creaky beds and mushroomy ceilings (Yep, no lie. Grim.), I love having my independence. And, I'm sure loads of you will agree,  living with your best friends is the absolute best thing in the whole world. I get shouted at way less for leaving mugs and bowls all over the house and no one bugs me to eat "real food". Don't even try to stop me eating cereal three times a day.

2000, Josie (left) and I (right)

But over the last week or two I've been feeling a bit nostalgic for the time when my sister and I both lived at home.

Josie is now in her second year of a nursing degree so she's super busy; too busy for her boring, old sister, anyway. I'm not cool anymore. (Even tho I bake for her and her friends. THAT'S COOL OK???). In my first and second year of Uni, whenever I went home for the weekend for work she would always be there, but on the rare occasion I go home home these days, she's not often there. Which kind of makes me die inside. She's the only thing that keeps me sane in that house full of nutters. I really miss her.

How is it even possible that this happened nearly six years ago??

I miss us doing stuff together. Even just watching tv in each other's company. A lot of the "quality-sister-bonding time" stopped when she started seeing her boyfriend, Hywel, but there's always the little things that the two of you laugh at, or just "get" that other people may not.

I sometimes get a bit homesick for these times, not home itself, just us all living together with our dog. But, of course, it's never going to be like that again, and to be perfectly honest I really don't even want it to. Like, at all.

Which is why I feel weird for thinking this. Do you see my issue?

 I can't see either of us moving back home, which is a great thing really. Got to move on and grow up and all that. Apparently. I just miss sharing a wall with my first ever best friend, messaging eachother on Pictochat on our DS (anyone else do this?), correographing ridiculous dances and being forced to take Rosie for a walk, but actually having quite a laugh. 

My 21st birthday this year.

I can't wait for the days where we're not completely overwhelmed by Uni at every moment, and are living a little closer together again so we can see each other at least semi-regularly.

Love you millions, Jos :-)

Teri-May 

xxx