Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Separate But Equal

One of the major benefits of maintaining separate residences is, when the boyfriend has to get up at 4AM to drive to Annapolis to work, I get to sleep until 6:30 in my own bed, undisturbed by an early alarm, bouncing demondog, and clomping boyfriend.

Of course, the major drawback is a) no nighttime nookie and b) no morning nookie.

I think an extra 2.5 hours of sleep is worth it though.

Not that there has been (or will ever be) any offer to combine residences. Mostly for the reason that John needs an entire three level house to store all his clothes and crap. The man has one closet full of jeans. only. [I am *so* tempted to take a picture to prove it.] AND, in the guest room he had to buy 4 (FOUR!) wardrobes for the rest of his clothes. So, no room for me, my clothes, and/or my furniture there.

OK. "Mostly for the reason" is misleading. I think the main reason is that I like having *my* own place. I like the feeling of independence, that I don't need to rely on anyone. Roof over my head. Food in my belly. Clothes on my back. I am self-sufficient. Hear me roar. *rowr*

Blah blah blah...

So, last night, he drives me to the Giant so I can buy food (see? self-sufficiency at work). Normally, I'd go to the Whole Foods on my way home, but there was the slim possibility that I would need to go to his house to take care of the puppy. So, he agreed to take me to Giant. He also brought over all my laundry (see? another example of self-suffiency: I do my own laundry).

After we finished shopping, and -btw- I think John is the reincarnation of someone who died of hunger during the Great Depression, he drove me home. I cooked (see below) and cleaned (self-sufficiency!) and watched a movie - the one with Reese Witherspoon and Mark Ruffalo. I can't remember what it was called though.

Then, after playing with my pussy for awhile, I went to bed and slept soundly (except for a few moments when PsychoKitty decided to attack my feet) until 6:30. Yay!

Tonight, we're supposed to see The Da Vinci Code. And, then, we're going to drink mojitos and have lots of sex. Yay!

1 comment:

  1. I can't even imagine an entire closet filled only with jeans. That just boggles my mind.

    Yay movie! Yay sex!