The Boy moved in a few weeks back but with the roommate moving out in two days, the apartment becomes 'ours' for a few months and I suspect we might argue about who gets the bigger closet. Now for gender's sake, we would all admit the woman should get it because we as opposed to uhh men have more clothes and more shoes and more bags. That's what I thought too. Until The Boy brought all his stuff with him and made scattered clothes mountains across the room. Which is when it hit me. The Boy had more clothes which was very..wrong for genders sake of course. And then a more mature thought hit me. Our relationship had officially reached very new levels. I thought we hit a peak after we shopped at Ikea together but really moving in, thats a whole new experience. I doubt that it'll be very different from the past 5 months where he stayed in his apartment for saying 12 hours only but with his bags and suitcases and shoes and clothes, its a lot to take in, but in a comforting way. I'm surprised our parents are ridiculously cool about it.Our parents sound surprisingly cool about this. But then again, I doubt if my mother heard me over the phone while being distracted by my niece.

After an extremely long week of work, I need to attend to my bottle of wine.
I wonder why the few people who read my blog, read it. Literary voyeurism I presume.
Most people write for an audience. They always start off their blogs saying 'I'm sorry I haven't written in 29 months.' or write posts that are edited over and over again based on what the reader audience might think or perceive. I'm writing for my unborn teenage kids to know what a silly foo their mom was.

And to the friend who gossiped with me "One thing I can tell you is your ex needs a bikini..he was shaking all over, it was like a disgusting version of Baywatch".
Thank you. It certainly made my Friday morning and I suspect The Boy's too.
Cheers to the weekend.