I couldn’t shake the thoughts of irrational fear and nerves that coursed through my veins as I sat in the comfortable plush chair near the large wooden desk. I glanced around the room at the elegant décor and tried to take in a deep breath as the woman with a short blonde pixie cut and dark-rimmed glasses typed away on her computer.
“Relax,” the lady behind the wooden desk said. She adjusted her glasses and smiled. “You really have nothing to worry about with this. Your score is immaculate.” A few clicks on her computer later prompted the familiar sound of a toaster-sized machine to whirl and slowly spit out sheets of paper. She finished printing out the report that she was working on her computer, grabbed the sheets of ink-stained paper next to her desk, and presented them to me. She pointed out the number to me. However, that wasn’t why I was so nervous.
After the woman in the office had completed handing me documents to sign, we shook hands with more warm smiles, and I left to go back to my apartment several minutes away. I met up with my sister who was sitting on the couch with her computer resting on her lap, and I began briefly recapping one of the most nerve-wracking things I’ve ever done.
“I feel like everyone’s going through some major changes right now. They’re all scared, but I think these are positive moves,” my sister said still scrolling through her laptop. She was squaring away her upcoming year and making plans that would forever change her future. It would be the first time in a while that she and I would live apart and go our separate ways. I had just signed a new apartment lease, and it would be the first time that I lived anywhere on my own.
Everyone I spoke to about my move mentioned how they were nervous at first when they finally made the move to live solo. They all said how it took some time to get used to the idea, but that they ended up loving the freedom and free-time they had to do whatever it was that they wanted to do. I know that I would miss having a friend right there in person to chat with whenever I felt like it, but I also looked forward to this new opportunity to grow and learn more about myself.
Signing the lease to my beautiful apartment has made me feel like a real adult. I now had no co-signers, roommates, or anything to fall back on if I somehow messed everything up. I’m aware it’s just an apartment, but something about not sharing rent and space with another person and having all my bills be fully my responsibility has really made life feel like it’s changing drastically.
Many of my friends right now are also moving. They’re changing jobs, graduating from grad programs, getting married, and making changes in their lives that seem terrifying for them now, but I believe that these changes will benefit them in the future. It’s as if there’s something in the air and everyone’s ready to move forward and make things happen. I’m still nervous, but I’m also excited to see what this new opportunity has in store for me.