Alright guys a little advisory warning: Since we are in the month of February which holds my favorite holiday; Valentines Day- be warned that some of my upcoming posts may be a little more sappy than usual 🙂
I just love, love.
So with that said today I’m going to share a little insight on what it’s like to live with Andrew.
My love, my significant other, my favorite human, boyfriend. I think that about covers it.
Alright so here he is…
Just kidding 😉 PS Andrew- this is what you get when you don’t cooperate when I try to take a picture of you.
Welcome to our place!
Here’s the scoop. I went from living with my mom, to living by myself, to living with 3 strangers, to moving in with Andrew. And I can honestly say that living with Andrew has been/is my favorite.
We’re more often then not always on the same page when it comes to anything. Which helps when you live with the person-
1. He helps me cook (some of the times). But definitely helps with groceries (a lot of the times)
2. He takes out the trash
3. He’s clean and knows how to clean
4. He’s my favorite company to have around
5. I get unlimited snugs
Yes, there are plenty of things that he will do that annoy me and I’m sure vis versa…
He has to put up with my selfies, picture taking for my blog…and in return I’m forced to sleep with a window cracked with a fan on (don’t worry I blast the heat…we don’t pay for heat)…
Example B: every day I’ll come home from work and see this
His coffee mug on the toilet?! Sigh, to each their own.. I personally don’t bring any food or beverages into the bathroom LOL
He undoubtedly makes up for it though with filling and running the dishwasher for us every.single.time. #butidontknowhowto
And as payback, you should see his night stand….it’s filled with my stuff. Not to mention I have my own night stand on my side of the bed. His is just more centrally located.
Speaking of bed, I always ALWAYS come home to a nicely made bed. Don’t be deceived though because I made it in this picture below.
And although it’s twice the laundry that I find myself doing, in the end I wouldn’t change any of it for anything. I love the luxury of being able to come home and see him, I always have someone to hang out with, eat dinner with, do anything with really.
Remember back when you were younger and would have sleepovers with your friends and you never wanted the night to end because it was so fun (well maybe some of you still do that) but I feel like I’m lucky enough to have that every single night.
Love you sleepy head!