Update About Us!

So big news to share!  We are officially moving in together!

We move into our place this weekend, and we are excited about this transition.  I know I previously mentioned that we would not live together, but….things change.  Basically, my boyfriend’s new job is about two hours away from my apartment where we are currently living.  Our friends are about 45 minutes away from my place also.  So after my boyfriend got his new job, he started looking into places a bit closer to his office, splitting the difference between my apartment and his work.  Then as he started looking more, and we started talking about it a bit more, we both realized we didn’t want him to have a roommate, and we both didn’t want to add an hour to our days commuting back and forth to our apartments, so living separately all of a sudden seemed pointless.

I always thought that I shouldn’t live with someone unless I was engaged or married; old-fashioned, I know.  A couple months ago though, I read an article that basically questioned why women feel that way. Is it right?  Justified? Do we need to be married?  It made me think about things a bit more, and open up a bit to the idea that things aren’t always cookie cutter, that maybe all rules don’t pertain to everyone.  Do I still want to get married?  Yes, absolutely. Right now though I am enjoying being present in my boyfriend’s life, and him in mine.  I am enjoying learning how we live together, and how we have become better and more amazing friends and support systems with each day.  I am loving having him back, and right now, the best choice for us, is to live together.

The thing that helped most in making our decision, was him staying with me the last few months.  Honestly, based on a past experience, I was so afraid that living together would kill the relationship for me–that I would feel trapped, the zest would leave the relationship, etc.  The opposite happened in our situation–we can’t get enough of each other, and we absolutely love spending time with each other, so to think about him moving an hour away from me, made us both sad and we pretty quickly realized that even though it’s still a little scary to be taking this grown-up step, we are both excited about moving under one roof together. So my apartment is in shambles, boxes everywhere, but I am happy, we are happy.  We are both looking forward to this new chapter in our lives, where we really get to be together everyday.