Mister Me Calls My Bluff
It’s been a while, yes friends? I must beg your forgiveness. I’ve been blessed/cursed with a promotion at work which has raised my stress level and my responsibilities but somehow not my bank account balance. Go figure.
I suppose I should tell you how things are going:
Fucking. Incredible.
While my work life has been tumultuous and stressful at best (and intolerable at worst), my love life has been rock solid.
Things lately have been daisies and summer breezes and sandy toes. Now I’m one of those obnoxious bitches who thinks everyone should find a dude just like hers.
I try not to say that to people but, you know, Iย think it.
Things have been going so well, in fact that I’ve been living out of a suitcase for the past few months. Mister Me’s house has become my daily stomping grounds. Even my cat has made the move. I visit home once a week and to grab clothes, collect mail, make sure my roommate is alive and check that nothing has spontaneously combusted.
But that’s all about to end because… Mister Me has asked me to move in with him.
Or rather, gotten more insistent about it.
You might remember I’ve been here before with Bald Deadbeat Tattooed Guy. That experience taught me several things:
1. Do not move in with someone you wouldn’t marry first.
2. Do not lend someone money continually for 8 months when you suspect, then confirm, that they are lying about their educational background, work history, drive to succeed or penchant for Jack Daniels.
… Or all of the above.
… Especially all of the above.
And 3. Do not, under any circumstances, compromise on closet space.
Luckily for me, number 2 does not apply and number 1 I’ve got on lock down. I’d marry that fucker tomorrow if he asked. He made me breakfast in bed today. Egg white scramble. In bed. On a work day. I’ll let that sink in.
So that leaves the closet. My one hold out. There just simply is not enough space in that little room for all my shit. Let alone all my shit and his shit.
I figured that little closet roadblock would buy me a few more months. I’m happy to deal with the mild annoyance of living out of a suitcase to avoid the pain and suffering of an actual move.ย I’m prone to dealing with mild discomfort for long periods of time to avoid any sort of intense hardship. For instance, I lived with ungodly large thighs for 26 years before giving in to surgery.
Mister Me, always one to surprise and overachieve, called my bluff. In one trip to the Container Store, two trips to Home Depot, and a 5-hour string of profanity, he tripled the storage space and turned his dude-storage-room into a full blown walk in closet, complete with shoe drawers. Shoe drawers, people.
Now I’m out of excuses. He’s done his part and now I will do mine. Time to put my condo up for rent and start the slow move. Soon we’ll officially be roommates and the honeymoon will be over. Until the real honeymoon, which better be on the horizon.
Never compromise on closet space! Glad to hear that things are going so well.
Every time I hear a girl say she’s about to move in with her boyfriend, all I can say is, “Run awayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!” But this actually sounds great. I hope your guy stays as wonderful when you move in together as he was before.
Ya, my last experience turned out less than ideal. Once bitten, twice shy and all that. But this one? He’s the real deal. I mean, shoe drawers, come on.
Yay for things going well and a walk in closet ๐ My husband still hasn’t given me a walk in closet, although to be fair I do get all the cupboards I want, basically I think it means Mr Me is awesome ๐
When my fiance (then-boyfriend) and I moved in to our first apartment he went to the Container Store and had them build me a closet. He may not have built it with his own hands, but he paid for someone else to build it, which I think is pretty much the same thing.
You go girl with your closet space and PFH! (potential future husband)
I knew I liked him. Double yay for a walk in closet. WITH shoe drawers. I would love to have shoe drawers.
The shoe drawers sealed it. And if he does that so you move in, it will be one hell of a proposal. haha. So happy for you and good luck with the move. Will you be moving soon?
Bea, I could not be happier for you! Mr. Me sounds like a wonderful guy and you, of course, deserve nothing less. ๐
Big congrats and lots of smiles. I am so happy for you!
Holler for shoe drawers! Oh, and for Mister Me being downright amazing. This makes me ridiculously stoked for the hopefully soon proposal that I’m sure will make every girl jealous!
I want one like him. Does he have any brothers/friends in the NYC area? ๐
he does have some friends around there… but how would Airport Boy feel about that!?
I had not been dating my fiance when he proposed..in fact, I was living in Egypt and he and I had been broken up, but still best friends, for almost 3 years. Then, out of nowhere, he flew to Cairo, got on one knee, and said,”I’ve been in love with you since day one and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” And now we’re happily planning a wedding/living together/occasionally driving each other nuts.
With that being said, I read this aloud to him last night and said, “that has to be the sweetest, most romantic thing I’ve EVER HEARD!” Needless to say, he was not impressed by me momentarily forgetting about his grand romantic gesture. But seriously…hold on to this one! I want a beautiful big closet!
I like Mister Me and his shoe drawers so much that I am almost positive he would never dump you in an email.
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay Bea’s back! Congratulations on the promotion, but more importantly ๐ congrats on moving in with Mister Me!! I mean, seriously. SHOE DRAWERS!? Maybe you should propose to him, don’t let him get away! Happy for you girlfriend ๐
Hooray!!! Congrats…looking forward to reading all about it!
Congrats! I hope this improves your relationship – and by the way I am SO jealous of your slet space, it sounds divine.
OMG! haha.. I love you! This blog just made my freaking day, I’m so happy! xoxoxoxo
I’m so far behind in blog world, so I’m just reading this post now. First, congrats on the promotion. Second, Mister Me sounds incredible…are there more like him out there? ๐ Cheers on the walk-in closet. And even more cheers on the relationship progress. I am so glad you are in such relationship bliss – you most certainly deserve it!
I do not even know how I ended up here, but I thought this post was good.I do not know who you are but certainly you’re going to a famous blogger if you aren’t already ๐ Cheers!