As of this weekend Mr. Darcy and I are officially living together.
The two of us, captured by Tomato's camera on his visit.
In light of this BIG LIFE CHANGE, I’m starting a new blog series called, “You know you are living with a man when”. Here’s the first installment:
You know you are living with a man when. . .
There are Japanese swords in your apartment.
I like to refer to them as “fighting swords” to which Mr. Darcy likes to retort, “What other kinds of swords are there? Cooking swords?”
There are conversations that go something like this:
“Dude. Your shoes SMELL.”
“YES! I almost passed out just walking by them in the hallway.”
“I’ll buy some odor eaters.”
“I think they are too far gone for such measures. You might want to consider buying a whole new pair.”
Offenders are on the left. Peeeee U!
Later while watching tv together:
“Dude. Your feet SMELL.”
“I’m tweeting: I just want you to know in case I die that it was the stink of my BF’s feet that did me in.”
“Great. Juuuust great.”
There are books about war and history and nerd things next to your crafting books and guitar:
Our books are dating.
There is a brand new flat screen television within two days of moving in:
Apparently a new tv comes with every cohabitating boyfriend purchase. SCORE!
We’re still setting things up but once we’ve got it all situated, we’ll do a video tour of our home for you. For now we’re still trying to figure out the desk set up, what rug we want, waiting on our new couch, etc. etc. etc.