
David's Mom is out for a week. We have the house to ourselves and wow. I miss this. I miss just having a space for the two of us. It's really alarming that in the (almost) 17 years we've been together we've spent most of that time living with people. It's been a recurring dream to live on our own but something always comes up and we end up having roommates.
Financially it's been great. Having a roommate and splitting the living expenses have been a huge burden lifted from our shoulders. But still, even with the financial assistance it still seems so worthwhile the idea of being in our own place, just the two of us. So when we have moments like this where suddenly our place is just for us we milk the shit out of it. Trust, if this wasn't a holiday week I would've taken the week off, or at least the days he has off, just to have more time with him alone in our place.
Yesterday I got a sudden hair up my ass to completely change things up in our living space. I rearranged the living room and I started throwing out a bunch of junk that's been collected over the past years. Like a late spring cleaning.
Here is what it looked like before I started.
Here is what it looked like before I started.
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