Okay, I never dreamed I’d actually be writing this…

But I’m moving out. Next week!

I still have no idea what made Tante Joce change her mind. All she’d tell me was that she “thought about it” and decided to give me a chance. I guess I kinda can’t help feeling like there’s something she’s not telling me – not anything bad, necessarily, just… something else that helped convince her? I dunno. Every time she talks about it, I feel like there’s more she wants to say or something.

But I guess it’s not really the reason that matters anyway, huh?

Anyway, I’ll be living in the same building as Remi and River. Awesome, right? I seriously can’t believe this. I’m still kinda scared I’ll wake up all of a sudden – that this is all some crazy dream. But Tante Joce went downtown and co-signed all the paperwork with me this afternoon. This is really happening!

All I had to do was agree to a few “conditions” first.

The biggest one is that I have to get a job to pay for my rent and all the bills. Tante Joce said she’d give me a loan to help pay the first month’s rent. But after that, I’m on my own. She still won’t let me touch my inheritance yet, and it’ll definitely suck having to work and go to school at the same time… But Tony’s been helping grandpa down at the library since last year, and she seems to be doing okay with it so far. And if she can handle it, then I guess I can too.

The other conditions are easy – I have to call or text home at least twice a week (So they know I’m still alive or something, I guess?).

And if I get to the point where I can’t afford it on my own anymore, I have to move back home. “Sorry, no bailing you out.” Grandpa said. And I’m fine with that.

They want me to prove that I can do this – and I will.

I’m not even bringing any of my furniture from home. I asked grandpa and Opa to take me shopping this weekend (and help me lug it all back home too!). I still have most of my Christmas money left over, so I figure I can at least get the basics – enough to get started until I’m getting paid, at least.

And hopefully that side of things will be worked out soon. I put in an application at this little restaurant down the street from my apartment. Bussing tables and washing dishes seems easy enough, right? The manager seemed pretty cool, and she’s supposed to call me this weekend about setting up an interview.

Can you believe it? My first job, my first apartment… This is all happening so fast. It’s incredible!

I just wish everyone could be happy for me.

Oma and Opa have been acting kind of funny about it. They keep giving Tante Joce these looks whenever she mentions me moving out, and I’ve overheard them talking to her about it. I never pay enough attention to what they’re saying, but they definitely don’t sound happy. Who knew your parents are still allowed to give you shit even when you’re an adult!

Ur-Oma and Ur-Opa haven’t said too much. They just kinda smile and nod whenever we talk about it. And sometimes they look at each other too. Almost like they have some kind of inside joke about it or something? It’s a little weird… But hey, they aren’t giving Tante Joce a hard time about it like Oma and Opa are, so I’ll take it.

And then there’s the triplets. They’re reacting exactly how I’d expect them to… Which is not exactly great, I guess. Tony’s freaking out and talking about what a bad idea this whole thing is. Alex is laughing at me and making bets on “how long I’ll last”. And Charlie, well… She hasn’t said much to me about it, really. But she still seems pretty shocked that her mom changed her mind. If I didn’t know any better, I’d almost say she’s jealous. But I think it’s really just shock more than anything.

But whether she believes it or not, this is seriously happening.

After all this time, I’m finally getting the chance to make it on my own.

And I can’t wait.