The Move

So it’s been a bit quiet on here of late. Unfortunately life has been a bit hectic, and finding that work, social, writing balance has been a bit more difficult than normal.

The main reason it’s been so difficult to find any time to sit down and actually put pen to paper is because the boyfriend and I have moved in together! We’ve managed a month of living together and not murdered each other yet!

To say that it’s been stressful would be an under statement! After viewing our now home, we put in an offer the following day and had it accepted 2 days later. Our move date was then 3 weeks after that. Safe to say it was a bit of a rush to get ourselves organised in time for the big day!

Packing up 2 rooms, buying furniture and household necessities, finding a way to transport all the shit we had accumulated over the years and working out how we were going to afford to live for the foreseeable future with no money. It felt like an impossible task when we started, but we’ve made it through. After a month in, it’s finally starting to feel like home.

My main concern when we moved in was that we’d annoy the shit out of each other with silly little living habits that we might have. *touch wood* From my end, it’s not happened (yet), though I can’t speak for him. We do seem to work quite well together and everything is quite well balanced between us with household duties being shared fairly evenly. There’s also been compromise from both of us, as well as adapting the way that we do things so that we’re on the same page. Even with things like how we clean up the kitchen after dinner. Everything seems to have gone really smoothly, but maybe this is just how it’s supposed to be when you find your person?

Don’t get me wrong though, it hasn’t all been plain sailing. Over the last couple of weeks I’ve struggled massively with my anxiety. Whether that be from the stress of the move, the change in routine, missing home or a culmination of all the above (and then some), it’s been a real struggle for me. I know that this can’t have been easy for him either. Wondering what he’s done/why his girlfriend keeps coming home and being more sensitive than usual. The thought of that then makes me feel even worse and try and hide it more by putting on a happy front instead of actually talking about how I feel and how I can work on it.

Of course all of that is in my head and all he’s been wondering is how he can help me get better and make the transition easier for me. I’m working on it all though and hopefully using my blog as a positive outlet will be an integral part of that.

I think for him, the main change is that he now has slightly more freedom. Whereas before he was having to (as most people do) balance weekend time with spending it with me, seeing friends and not piss a parent off by not doing anything around the house all weekend, he’s now in a position where he sees me all week and can use his weekend to be more of a social butterfly.

This does mean that for me it felt like he’s making plans left right and centre, which has been difficult, because they don’t necessarily include me. We’re both very used to only seeing each other at the weekend, so with being in each others company pretty much 24/7 throughout the week, I can see how it could feel as though we’re ‘spending time together’. It’s also quite difficult to explain the difference between the two.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not the type of girlfriend that will kick up a fuss every time he makes plans that don’t revolve around me. It’s just hard to adjust to living together and not doing any of the things that we used to do at weekends before we lived together, but him making what feels like a lot of time for his friends.

A huge factor in all of this though is the fact that we haven’t had any money this month. We’ve paid 2 months rent, council tax, bought a sofa, wardrobe and other household bits, all in one pay cheque, so we haven’t had any money spare to have date nights. Hopefully with payday coming up, we’ll be able to spend a little more quality time together, outside of eating dinner on the sofa every night of the week!

All in all though, it’s actually been great moving in together. If anything it’s made me realise just how strongly I feel about him. Even though we’ve only been together since May last year, it’s affirmed the thoughts I already had that he is the person I want to spend my life with, have babies with, travel the world with and make a home with.