I understand my mom being in a sulk too. I know she's just looking out for me and wants only the best for me but at the same time, I need to be able to spread my wings a little, make mistakes on my own. I'm not 5 anymore and while I still cherish my mother's advice and help, it should not be EXPECTED that I need her assistance, nor should she be sulky if I choose not to ask for it.
And yes, I need to move out ASAP.
It's all a part of my plan.
Step 1: Get a job
Step 2: Look for an apartment
Step 3: Move
Step 4: Take over the world
Step 5: Force the world to bake cookies for me.
Step 6: Eat The cookies.
See, I've got it all figured out? ;)

I dunno. I suspect the entire family is going through growing pains of a sort. Despite all the thought I know I've put into it, neither I, nor they remember what life with Howard REALLY living Somewhere Else is like. Especially with a new independent, actually living in an apartment, has a real-life job sort of Howard.
In some ways, I can imagines some changes. I can imagine me experimenting with cooking. I can imagine me experimenting with Interior Decorating (of a sort). I can imagine what sort of things I'd budget as priorities (Internet) and what I'd be willing to give away (Digital Cable). Other things.. I don't know. I have no idea what to expect.
This whole "Growing Up" concept is both exciting and terrifying, but for better or for worse, I feel truly ready for it. :)