i can hardly believe that we've been living together for 4.5 months now. things have been pretty good for the most part. sure, we have the odd screaming match (ok, maybe not
screaming, but definitely quite heated), and we banter about
something at least every other day, but overall, things are
good. it's nice to come home to someone every day, to have someone to share a bottle of wine with, and to eat dinner with someone.
living with someone before marriage was never an issue for me. naturally, this just felt like the next step for us. i actually think it's been a good thing, us living together before marriage. we get to work out the kinks, argue about cleaning up, and where things go, and dishes and laundry
now, in these first few months, instead of starting off our married life angry all the time that i'm the one doing the dishes 90% of the time, or over them not being rinsed. stupid things like that, that are trivial, but make me angrier than they should. slowly but surely, he's helping out more, and it's
much appreciated. the days when i come home from work and the place is nice and clean..there's simply nothing better.
the one thing i was worried about was still having
me time. we spent 5 years in different cities, seeing each other maybe once a week, i lived alone in those 5 years, and i'm an only child. so i'm used to my own space, to say the least. i'm happy to say i still have lots of it :) even if we're home together, dylan spends a lot of time in the office, playing video games and such. you know, boy things.
our place now feels like a home, and i love that. we have
our furniture,
our car,
our shared bank account (i still smile when i see both of our names on our cheques),
our dog; all things we share and can be proud of. i can't wait to decorate for christmas, for the snow to start falling, and to cozy up on the couch and spend the evening inside with the tree lights twinkling beside us.
so this living together thing, yeah, it's pretty awesome.