On the face of it, my life is good. I have a job lined up but I don't have to start working until the state government gets off it's butt and sends me paperwork. My mother claims to be willing to keep me as a house guest for at least the next couple of months. But I hate not knowing what is going on. HATE it. Cannot stand it. I really want to be able to start work (although I'm also worried that the job won't be a good fit or they'll hate me or I'll be terrible at it). I want to be settled. I want to just skip forward a couple of months to when I am settled into a routine at work, have an apartment that is at least partially furnished, maybe I'll have started dating, stuff like that. I do not like not knowing! Where am I going to live? (this is a highly controversial subject with both of my parents right now) How much is my take-home pay actually going to be? (I've used multiple online calculators and gotten wildly differing results) Will I actually manage to be financially independent of my parents in time for my 30th birthday? (991 days from now but, you know, looming) BLARG!