Hello! Okay, this is meant to be fairly lighthearted as I’m not sure I’m ready to delve into what this says about me as a person
but I’ve moved in with my boyfriend and already just wondering how TF I am going to cope!
How did everyone adjust to suddenly having someone’s stuff everywhere and having to compromise on everything! It’s REALLY annoying me having someone sniffing around everything I’m doing, I’m so independent and it’s going to be a real adjustment
we both work from home and he never eats throughout the day, just drinks endless teas and coffees. And every time I ask whether he wants anything for lunch he says no. But then when I’ve made something (eg a tuna salad or avocado toast) he comes bounding over and asking WHATS THAT? And then helps himself. I can’t help but feel ripples of rage course through my body! Like, whyyyy not just eat breakfast and lunch if you’re hungry? Instead of caffeinating your way through to dinner? When we eat dinner he’s so hungry he just sits over his plate and shovels it in and then it’s over in five seconds. Which then makes me feel like we’re not having a nice relaxing evening catching up over dinner, it’s like it’s feeding time at the pig farm.
Deeeeeep breaths!! Help? I know I’m not the most relaxed carefree person and I so WISH I could be that girl who is just really chill about everything but, I’m not! I basically don’t like sharing my food unless I know in advance I’m preparing it for two
Please share similar stories to make me feel better
and let’s not delve into my sharing issues as I’m not quite ready for that haha
How did everyone adjust to suddenly having someone’s stuff everywhere and having to compromise on everything! It’s REALLY annoying me having someone sniffing around everything I’m doing, I’m so independent and it’s going to be a real adjustment
we both work from home and he never eats throughout the day, just drinks endless teas and coffees. And every time I ask whether he wants anything for lunch he says no. But then when I’ve made something (eg a tuna salad or avocado toast) he comes bounding over and asking WHATS THAT? And then helps himself. I can’t help but feel ripples of rage course through my body! Like, whyyyy not just eat breakfast and lunch if you’re hungry? Instead of caffeinating your way through to dinner? When we eat dinner he’s so hungry he just sits over his plate and shovels it in and then it’s over in five seconds. Which then makes me feel like we’re not having a nice relaxing evening catching up over dinner, it’s like it’s feeding time at the pig farm.
Deeeeeep breaths!! Help? I know I’m not the most relaxed carefree person and I so WISH I could be that girl who is just really chill about everything but, I’m not! I basically don’t like sharing my food unless I know in advance I’m preparing it for two
Please share similar stories to make me feel better