So how do you have a successful love life while you’re living with your parents? I grew up in the suburbs of Boston, and have lots of high school friends who now live there, so when languishing in front of my parents’ TV grew unbearable, I’d hop in the car and go into the city.
This means that my social circle wasn’t limited to the people who actually lived in my hometown, which is key.
Needless to say, the whole interaction was made much smoother by the fact that he was a handsome Ph D student.
Dating in college is also one thing that we’ll always remember.
Dating life is often a criteria used by many when it comes to deciding between a few schools.
(This is another place your friends come in: are their parents away for the weekend? Stay up until everyone else goes to bed and then turn the TV up really, really loud. The most consistently devious move my boyfriend and I pulled this summer was taking huge advantage of his parent’s very reasonable rule that if I drank at their house, I couldn’t drive home.
I’d go over for dinner, have a beer or two to ensure my overnight stay, and then after his parents went to bed, my boyfriend and I would fall asleep together in the guest room.
This is so vastly preferable to sneaking back to your childhood bedroom at 3 am. A month or so after I started dating a very handsome Ph D student, we decided to go to Maine for a weekend to visit his college friends.
Plus, if you don’t want to tell your parents you’re going out with someone you met on the internet (not that I ever did that, Mom, since I know you’re reading this) you can just tell them you’re sleeping over at a friends’ place. We stopped at my parent’s house on the way, both so that I could pack and so that my parents could meet him and realize I wasn’t being kidnapped by a serial killer.But writing this has almost made me miss the nights we slept on twin beds in the same room at my parent’s house, like cast members on , or the time we went to Rhode Island and I constructed a mattress on the floor out of couch cushions.It was annoying, but it was also weirdly romantic: having to put in so much more effort to just fall asleep next to each other made it all the better.Plus, it gives your parents a head start on falling in love with them: my current boyfriend and I recently went back home for a weekend, and my parents were practically happier to see him than to see me.The main problem when you’re living with your parents is getting privacy. Obviously, jumping in the car and driving to an unused beach house isn’t doable for everyone.If you’re really stuck in the suburbs, snoop around a little bit: there’s gotta be somewhere people your age hang out.