FETCH ME MY DINNER, WENCH, I MEAN MOM
by Todd Hartley
Hey, Mom and Dad, remember how I basically moved out of the house at the age of 22 and, with a handful of exceptions that lasted less than six months each, never really moved back in? Yeah, we need to talk about that. It seems I was more than a little premature and didn’t really think things through at the time.
You see, I recently learned that in Europe, some children live in their parents’ homes well into adulthood. And I don’t mean young-adult adulthood, like my siblings who stuck around your house into their late 20’s. Read the rest of this entry →