Tall One is getting very enthusiastic about the idea of me moving out, and has decided that the foosball table will be moved out of the garage and into my room once I'm out of the house. (He's actually the one who makes most of the decisions about where things go in the house.) I'm not sure if I should be happy, amused, or indignant about his enthusiasm.
I still don't know if I'm moving out, though. I'm 99% certain that I have the money if I split rent, utilities, groceries, etc. with room mates, but I still need to find out about staying on my mom's health insurance.