That Time I Moved In On Valentines Day

Valentines Day also happens to be the 1 year anniversary of the man and I living together. Sounds cliche but it just happened to work out that way.  I can't believe that this time last year I officially became a live-in girlfriend.  

I remember my brain was swarming with different emotions.  I can't quote myself exactly but my thoughts went a little like this...

"OMG, OMG, OMG, I'm so excited."

"Naked parties, 24/7.  Oh yeaaa" (Sorry Mom & Dad, earmuffs).

"I'm actually moving in with a guy."

"Meg, what the eff you've only known this guy for 5 months."

"He's the one though, so it's okay."

"My mom told me to test it out before committing, she's smart."

"This is a day I don't want to forget."

"This could make or break us."

"I'm going to do a happy dance right now."

"God I can't even focus at work on my last day because guess what bitches I'm moving in with a guy."

"If it doesn't work out, I'll pack up the little belongings I have and move back home, not a big deal."

"The nerves are getting the best of me right now."

"He's going to know that girls actually fart."

“I’m super happy right now.”

“This just feels right.”

So anyways you get the point, I was excited, nervous, happy and everything in between. 

The 13^th was officially my last day at work so on Friday I had all day to prepare for the day.  I was used to cooking for myself but I was not used to cooking for the guy that has the world’s plainest taste buds.  I’m a portabella spinach and pine nut pizza gal and he’s a meet and potato kind of guy.  Needless to say I was a little nervous about making him our first dinner in our home.  I ended up going with chicken, green beans, baked potatoes and baguette bread.  Oh ya and I can’t forget the wine!  You can’t go wrong with chicken right?  These were all of his favorite things. 

When he got home from work he came in with flowers on.  We were both just so excited to be sharing our first meal together in the house that we were now sharing. I'm not sure why but we exchanged gifts at my apartment at a later time. Not a friggin clue why but I got him new cologne so he would remember me every time he put it on, I know ewww. I received a picture of the human body with an arrow pointing to the heart saying "You are here." And it's honestly one of my favorite gifts ever. 

The first few months I would call an adjustment period.  We both have never lived with the opposite sex and it does have its challenges sometime.  He was used to having his own space and then I barged moved in with all my girly stuff.  But we really do live well together.

He’s clean and I’m OCD organized, which are two completely different things might I add.  I like to spend hours organizing everything and everything has a spot.   I organize my closet by colors and item of clothing, as in sleeveless, short sleeves, long sleeves, sweaters, pants, skirts and dresses.  He likes everything to appear clean, aka he stuffs everything in drawers and closets.  I kill the spiders and he well screams. I sleep in and he wakes up and deals with the dogs.  I’m used to falling asleep with Law and Order SVU and he likes the sound of the fan.  I grew up liberal he grew up conservative.  We are way different from each other, which is one of the reasons why I love him so much.  I hear opposites attract, just what I’ve heard. It’s working out for us.  What he doesn't excel in I’m strong and where I’m weak he shines.  So really it’s just a match made online.   If you don’t get this let me fill you in quickly, me met on match.com. 

My favorite part about living together is coming home to not only my boyfriend but my best friend.  He’s there when I have a crappy day, when I’m sad because I miss my family and friends, when I need life advice or guidance,  when I try to make some crazy out of his comfort food and eats it anyways, or when I just need a snuggle day.  I don’t know how he does it but he always manages to put a smile on my face every day.  And I hope I do the same for him. 

We’re building a pretty great relationship and home together.  We just work.  There's no other way to put it.  Living together has had so many memorable moments; actually some of my favorite memories have happened right at home.  From throwing our first annual Friendsgiving to blasting the music and dancing around the house like mad people to not leaving the house (except for work) to watch the entire Sopranos for three straight weeks to watching our dogs and laughing because they are beyond funny to redecorating and picking out items to make it ours.  I could go on but I’ll stop.  Here’s to building many more memories in our home together.

I guess I can’t forget to mention the V word.  I love Valentine ’s Day because I love the man that I am with.  I don’t need chocolates or presents to know that he loves me.  So you know what we are going to do tonight?  I’m going to cook chicken, green beans, and baked potatoes, crack open a bottle of bubbly and stay at home with my man.  I want to just enjoying being together and watch House of Cards because the new season came out on Netflix, FINALLYYYYY.  We may even get crazy and take the dogs for a walk. 

Wishing everyone a very happy love day, even if it’s loving your dog. Oh and thanks for dealing with all my mushiness you can officially call me a mush lush.