Friday, July 3, 2015

Dating Vs Living



(As Posted to Weebly 3/3/15)


Ya know, there was a time where you dated a person for YEARS to decide if you were right for each other. That or your childhood friends and ya just know its true love (Thanks Modern Movies...) OR its true love after knowing each other 5 minutes, lets marry and snu snu! (THANK YOU DISNEY!!)

Well now adays you see more of "Hey we been dating a month, movie in with me."

Is that a bad thing? You know their already.. Uh-hm, being intimate.. (There is no good way to phrase that when I know there are minors reading this...) Plus with the latest batch of humans we date for a week, maybe a month and by this point their done or know if they want to take another step.


Now, knowing that sex probably is happening or will happen anyway you take into account they live together now.

If their already sexual then nothing changed. If their not then they may or may not share a bedroom. But there are pluses to living together.

~Money savings and time
When living with a roommate you have options to split chores and bills. For most younger people that is a helpful thing. It gives a chance to work part time and go to school, to save money, and to put more time into a relationship.

~"You Never know someone till ya live with them."
That old saying is VERY true. Everyone has special quirks and habits that cant annoy you outside of the home... Things like cleaning habits (example: laundry, dishes, floor isnt a hamper), eating habits, weird personal things that just freak you out...

Honestly this one alone should break the deal on if marrying before living with is best...

People just act different in public.



Here, allow me to enlighten you on my personal experience. Some time ago I was asked why I was "So sinful" and living with a man that was not my husband or family. (To be fair it was a old woman nearing the age of 90... Different time, different teachings. I just shrugged that off.) I told her the truth. He needed a place to go to get from a bad place.

My boyfriend and I had been dating for about a year. We had known each other for going on 6 years at that time. But he wasnt living in good circumstances. He was eating once a day, and that was usually dollar menu pink goo. He had HUNDREDS of health problems, mental and physical. And he was thinking of ending it all daily.

Me, I was going to college getting a degree. So when I ran into some extra cash via the Dean's List I said to him "Baby, if you want a new start I can bring you here. We can get ya better." He was scared, but he wanted something better and knew I cared. So he got his ass packed on a plane and here he was.

So my boyfriend is now living with me. I started working on his issues. First his social issues, then his body, and still his shattered brain... He went from sexy looking nerd to even sexier bum...

His anxiety makes it hard to find him work so he currently makes his living via dog and house sitting for the locals as well as me. My big dogs require ALOT of attention and he made a great house keeper.

But in the year we've lived together I've found things I didnt know about him when dating. Things like how he FOLDS his laundry... I mean what da hell... Its dirty, it'll come unfolded in the wash... Hes moody as can be... Which works, I got a temper to rival his. He spends TOO MUCH TIME ON FACEBOOK! Not being social though, oooh no... Hes playing Farmville, Dino Hunter, and Zombie Killer... For HOURS. He also never takes off his shoes, even in bed... He acts like a inch worm in his sleep, no joke, i've walked in there at night to see him with his ass in the air swaying and his arms plastered to his side... I'll bring you more on that next time...


Moral of that story. He brings in a extra hundred a month, helps me clean, takes care of my pups and makes me smile. Hes an ass at times but I adore him. And I feel like I could suffer a lifetime with him if we did marry too. I know that for sure because I know EXACTLY how he is with scary detail...

Till next we meet...

Im starting to feel I got off track...

Wolf

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