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"I am so bored. Cory has been asleep while I've watched two episodes of Supernanny and gone through half a box of Kleenex - the big box. Debating buying Farmville money with real money." - text to Jessica 3 min. ago
I have to say I can't ever remember catching things like head colds before I turned 21. It's some vast right-wing conspiracy that my nose is even capable of producing this much congestion.
On the plus side I've really dived right into the deep end of cohabitation. BF surprised me last week by flying in unexpectedly from England. Luckily I got an unintentional heads up from his mom about 6 hours before so I had time to make myself decent before he knocked on my door.
It was the best surprise.
I think though, he'd failed to realize that this now meant we are effectively living together, as I will be flying back with him January 12th. So great surprise but also a little bit of a "hey welcome to the land of living together!"
Then, not even three days into it, I caught a cold so although we had quite a bit of time to get used to one another, it was also with the unfortunate side effect that I was a sniffly, sick mess.
He's done me well though, really, no complaints. And I like this new set up we've got. It's like hanging out with my best friend all the time except we haven't really done this before, so it's kind of surreal and I feel like there should be more involved except all we do is lay around and watch TV and it's nice. It's simple. It's not dramatic or high maintenance. He cooks for me. I help clean up. We talk about places we want to see in Europe and his work and me going to school and buying a sailboat.
I guess in some ways I just assumed love should be more complicated, and it's not that I'm disappointed, just a little surprised, like, "oh so this is what it's like..." and I don't care how many times you think you know what you're getting yourself into, good or bad, more often than not you just don't.
I have to say I can't ever remember catching things like head colds before I turned 21. It's some vast right-wing conspiracy that my nose is even capable of producing this much congestion.
On the plus side I've really dived right into the deep end of cohabitation. BF surprised me last week by flying in unexpectedly from England. Luckily I got an unintentional heads up from his mom about 6 hours before so I had time to make myself decent before he knocked on my door.
It was the best surprise.
I think though, he'd failed to realize that this now meant we are effectively living together, as I will be flying back with him January 12th. So great surprise but also a little bit of a "hey welcome to the land of living together!"
Then, not even three days into it, I caught a cold so although we had quite a bit of time to get used to one another, it was also with the unfortunate side effect that I was a sniffly, sick mess.
He's done me well though, really, no complaints. And I like this new set up we've got. It's like hanging out with my best friend all the time except we haven't really done this before, so it's kind of surreal and I feel like there should be more involved except all we do is lay around and watch TV and it's nice. It's simple. It's not dramatic or high maintenance. He cooks for me. I help clean up. We talk about places we want to see in Europe and his work and me going to school and buying a sailboat.
I guess in some ways I just assumed love should be more complicated, and it's not that I'm disappointed, just a little surprised, like, "oh so this is what it's like..." and I don't care how many times you think you know what you're getting yourself into, good or bad, more often than not you just don't.