He Said, She Said: Guide to Relationships

Every good relationship has two sides. The bad ones tend to have one side (i.e. YOU'RE right, THEY'RE wrong). This is a story of a young couple finding their way and keeping their voice(s) while exploring the joys and woes of dating, love and travel.


Friday, July 22, 2005

HE SAID: First impressions

It's been three weeks since SHE and I have moved in together, and so far so good. Most days it's great and it seems like we've been living together for years. On the other hand, it seems like we've been doing this for years - which is a scary thought in of itself.

At times I can't help but wonder if the life I've so long been accustomed to has been neutered by domestic bliss. With only 3 weeks under our belt, I can't yet tell whether that would be a good thing or a bad thing. But I'm game to find out. Hell, what is life but a series of endless conjecture.

And so the bliss continues...

Saturday, July 02, 2005

HE SAID...baby steps


We're just days away from the big "move in" date. It certainly doesn't help that I absolutely dread moving. I find the entire process to be unbearable, and that's not necessarily a good thing when you're about to move in with your girlfriend. But it seems moving in together is all SHE wants to talk about, which of course just increases my anxiety and uneasiness.

As Mom said this past weekend, moving in together is "making quite the statement." But I almost feel that choosing NOT to live together would have made an even bigger statement. By all intents and purposes, I really did bring this all about on my own. So I figure at least some part of me wants it - unless I am just trying to sabotage the whole thing. Seems a bit late for that sort of thinking now.

The lease is signed, money has exchanged hands and already we're picking out furniture, TV's and other new appliances. It all just makes me so incredibly nervous. What if we drive each other mad? What if her cleaning obsession clashes with my "leave the dishes for later" mentality? Well, that's probably inevitable.

I suppose I have to grow up a bit. Part of me thought I always would remain single - but SHE is just too great to pass up. The very idea of moving in together is a bit daunting and a helluva lot scary. But alas, here I am jumping into the unknown with my eyes wide shut. Maybe I'll surprise myself and end up loving it all. After all, it isn't quite marriage just yet. At least not yet... Baby steps, I keep telling myself. Baby steps.