Same conversation, different day

She struck again.... My mother has managed to ask me twice this week so far about marriage and a kid. Not that I am keeping a tab of how many times she has asked, but I don't even have the energy to respond anymore. I was talking to my sister about my decision to get an apartment over a house because I would prefer to hava a higher income considering I am actively looking for another job. My instincts are telling me to be patient and the right job will come along. I also decided on the apartment because I need a place to put my furniture and I need time to myself after work. Coming home to my parents complaining everyday is becoming hard to ignore. So as I am telling my sister about my decision, my mon says to me if I were married, I could aford a home. I am really getting tired of the "married with children" question. I have decided just to get the apartment when the new year begin. I will take the remaining of the year to help my parents with their bills, pay more on my furniture, and by February I should be in my own place. Another influence in my decision is that I would like to build my house. I have an ideal of what I want, but I want to make sure I am in a position to build what I want the way I want it. I think I can wait on the home of my dreams, if nothing else.