Since my university term ended in May, I’ve moved back home for the summer and it’s safe to say I’m still trying to get used to it. Under my parents roof, I have rules and structured mealtimes and nagging to adhere to, which is already getting tedious and I’ve still got over a month left. I’ve also gone back to my job full-time, which is great for money but not a lot else. I know a lot of people are struggling to fit back into a ‘home routine’ after being away at uni so I thought I’d write this for anyone in the same boat.
Starting with the downsides of being home for summer…
Lack of independence
I have a car which helps this issue slightly in that I’m not relying on anyone for lifts, but I’m still frustrated with the lack of independence I now seem to have. My whereabouts are suddenly of paramount importance at all times and “will you be home for dinner?” seems to be the life or death question of the day, everyday. I also seem to have re-developed a ‘bedtime’ i.e. my parents go to bed at 10.30pm and I’m confined to my room from then on so not to wake them up.
All of my friends are far away
I’m the only one of my friends from uni who lives south of London, which makes everyone else very far away and it sucks. I’m used to seeing my flatmates everyday for a couple of hours at least, and not having seen them for over six weeks is weird and I don’t like it.
I appreciate how lucky I am to have a job; especially one that lets me go away to uni for a few months and then come back, but sometimes I just don’t wanna. I’ve got into a habit of doing what I want when I want, and to suddenly have a schedule again that revolves around booking time off work to fit in what I want to do is annoying.
Being told what to do
I’m an incredibly untidy person; I’ll tidy my room one day and the next day it’ll look like a bomb has exploded in it. I’ve always let my room get to a certain point of messy-ness, and then have an hour or so of super cleaning to tidy it again. At uni, I was allowed to decide when this point of cleaning was, but now I’m home I’m reminded on a daily basis how untidy my room is (as if I don’t already know) and given strict instructions on when I should tidy it. Why am I no longer allowed to make this decision for myself!?
And now to some slightly more positive things about being home…
Getting to see my family
Yes I may have just gone on a bit about ways in which they annoy me, but I do love ’em really. I wouldn’t say I’ve ever been particularly homesick while at uni, but it’s nice to know my parents are around if I need them. Speaking of which…
Not having to do everything myself
Living on your own is fun, sure, but sometimes I don’t feel like cooking or cleaning or washing up or going food shopping or doing a load of washing; I’d rather just stay in bed. I never really used to help my mum with any of those things before I went to uni, but now I fully appreciate how much of an effort she puts in I’ve been helping out more so she doesn’t have to do it all the time either.
Having some space
I quite like having my own space, and it’s hard to feel fully alone in halls as you can always hear other people doing things, which is a constant reminder of where you are. Since I’ve been back from uni I’ve had time to myself in the evenings to just be in my own space and be comfortable and it’s been a welcome feeling.
Not being in a long-distance relationship
This one speaks for itself, but being in a long-distance relationship can be shitty (I did a post on that here) and it’s nice to be able to see each other whenever we want that doesn’t involve planning around schedules and deadlines and how many days either of us can stay.
Sleeping in a double bed again has been absolute heaven on earth. My bed in halls wasn’t too uncomfortable, but it did have a tendency to creak at any sign of movement making every night I’ve been at home a vast improvement. I’d also forgotten what it was like to have a proper shower and a gas cooker, both of which I’ve been taking full advantage of.
Going away to uni is hard, but certain aspects about coming home can be hard too. I’m hoping these things will only get better the next few times I come home, but only time will tell. I hope you enjoyed this post, what are your favourite (and not so favourite) things about being back home for the summer?