Top 10 Things I'll Miss About Home

For those unaware, in ten days I will be moving from my quaint suburban parents house in McDonald, PA to live with some friends in Manassas, VA. I myself am having a hard time believing this, so I haven't the heart to imagine what could be going through my mother's head. I have lived in this house since the day I was born, save for the four years I spent in Harrisonburg, VA when I attended James Madison University. But even then my summers were spent in this western Pennsylvania suburb that has consumed the first 23 years of my life. So I've never truly been gone. But in ten days I will be. So, as an ode to my hometown, I will compile a list of the top ten things that I anticipate missing after my departure. I will try to have one entry each over the next ten days, ultimately culminating in an epic Shakespearean farewell on October the 27th. Or maybe not. I tend to romanticize goodbyes too much (hence the entire premise of this top ten list). So, without much ado about nothing, I'll begin the list.


#10 THING I'LL MISS ABOUT HOME
The spot on the couch that I am now occupying. I don't know if anyone else has a specific favorite spot that you always prefer to sit, but I definitely do. In our family room, on the far right side of our couch, with the leg rest pulled up. This is where I've watched Sportscenter every morning. Where I've watched the Steelers every Sunday. Where I've endured numerous nerve-racking Penguins games. Where I've sat, not paying attention, as the Pirates game played along in the background. Ultimately, this is the spot where I've uttered a thoroughly un-Christian amount of curse words to no one in particular. And my butt will miss it dearly.