WHAT IN THE HELL WAS I THINKING???
I've been on my own since I was 18 except for that brief year I moved home after I graduated from Howard. It was miserable. My husband and I have been living together since we got married almost 4 years ago except for the brief two weeks in between apartments when we lived with his mom. It was miserable.
Having him live with us is like having a weird related-to-me roommate.
Do we cook dinner for him? No
Why is he eating my special only-for-me food?
How can he watch CNN and MSNBC ALL DAY! [We only have one TV until our stuff arrives from DC]. Trying to find something that 3 people can watch together is interesting.
My biggest issue is the car. My dad's car is dead. (One of the reason's he is living with us is to save money to buy a motor home [long story]). He thinks he can borrow my car when needed.
I do not like to share my car (or anything really) and he just demands to use it. He actually said...."I'm going to need the car tomorrow"
WHAT?? You can't even ASK?? I can come up with a pretty plausible excuse for him not to drive my car but it kinda makes me look like a jerk.
Maybe I need to be a jerk.
The other day he was going to tag along with me to the library. He got upset because I didn't want to run his other errands besides going to the library. He pouted and decided he didn't want to go to the library after all. He barely spoke to me the rest of the day.
It would have been funny if it wasn't happening to me.
The worse part about moving my dad in our apartment is he never leaves!
GONE are my naked Sundays. One of the best parts about being married is naked Sundays. [if you don't know about naked Sundays well...I suggest you Google].
How do people make love with their parents in the other room? I guess it is the same way they did it when we were in the other room.
Thankfully our rooms are on opposite sides of the apartment but I do wonder how much he can hear. I'm not about to ask.
I hope these 4 months go by quickly.