Is that even a word? After typing it and saying it in my head, it doesn't seem like it. Anyway, we are five months into this cohabitation deal. A few One of you may be wondering how things are going so far. I'm happy to report that we're doing pretty well. We have had our ups and downs though, which I'm sure everyone who has lived with their significant other can attest to.
Most of our issues come from the general upkeep of our apartment. Before we moved in, K was not-so-secretly under the impression that I was kinda sloppy. That's not true. I'm not anal about keeping things neat and tidy, but I'm no slob either. In my opinion, we're pretty even in that category. He leaves socks in the living room, leaves his gaming chair in the middle of the room, leaves the toilet seat up, and throws his dirty clothes ON TOP OF the laundry bag. In turn, I sometimes leave dishes in the sink overnight, leave bobby pins laying around, and shed hair on the sink and bathroom floor. No big deal, but I hate when he complains about that shit while I'm standing on one of his many socks in the living room.
Money-wise, things are okay. We're comfortable, considering, but there have definitely been some sacrifices. We don't go out as often as we did before we moved in together because now we have these little annoying things called bills to pay. I know, right? The perils of being an adult. We could certainly be doing worse though, so I'm thankful we are in the financial position we are inuntil the economy collapses and everything goes to shit.
Our relationship is better these days. Things got a bit rocky in the beginning, and maybe I'll go into the details some other time, but for now we're good. We talked and worked out some things, but other issues still need to be discussed. Aaand that's enough of that cryptic ass paragraph.
So yeah, all in all, I'm happy. I feel at home here. Now to make some friends...
Most of our issues come from the general upkeep of our apartment. Before we moved in, K was not-so-secretly under the impression that I was kinda sloppy. That's not true. I'm not anal about keeping things neat and tidy, but I'm no slob either. In my opinion, we're pretty even in that category. He leaves socks in the living room, leaves his gaming chair in the middle of the room, leaves the toilet seat up, and throws his dirty clothes ON TOP OF the laundry bag. In turn, I sometimes leave dishes in the sink overnight, leave bobby pins laying around, and shed hair on the sink and bathroom floor. No big deal, but I hate when he complains about that shit while I'm standing on one of his many socks in the living room.
Money-wise, things are okay. We're comfortable, considering, but there have definitely been some sacrifices. We don't go out as often as we did before we moved in together because now we have these little annoying things called bills to pay. I know, right? The perils of being an adult. We could certainly be doing worse though, so I'm thankful we are in the financial position we are in
Our relationship is better these days. Things got a bit rocky in the beginning, and maybe I'll go into the details some other time, but for now we're good. We talked and worked out some things, but other issues still need to be discussed. Aaand that's enough of that cryptic ass paragraph.
So yeah, all in all, I'm happy. I feel at home here. Now to make some friends...
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