The Failed Attempt at Moving Out
So two years later, the husband and myself are still living under my parents roof. It's something we can't be so proud of. So much for Independence huh? Well, we have a pretty good explanation for that but I have to tell you our failed attempt at moving out first. So two weeks after the wedding, the husband has finally found a house for us to rent. It's farther north from where I work but it's closer ...