We all have complicated histories. When was the last time your past experiences informed a major decision you’ve made?
Due to my past relationships, I waited a long time to move in with my boyfriend. It seems like we waited at least two years before moving in together. I think he would’ve been okay with moving in sooner. I was not so sure about living with anyone else ever again.
What if he turned back into a frog? What if I was being flim-flammed . . . again?
So we waited. When it was time to move in, we waited a little more to find a place to fit all of our scrapbooks and guitars. The experience has been pretty good. Not perfect but close enough. It doesn’t seem right to complain about how he is tooooo good about putting down the toilet seat. Is that a real problem anyway? He helps me out and I blog about his hair. We have a little garden, which is going to be bigger this year. It all works out somehow.
You can read about why I was so hesitant here: