January 30, 2011

Don’t move in with your boyfriend….

I love my boyfriend, I do, but I hate living with him. When we lived apart, I didn’t much care if he cleaned up or not, if he shopped for groceries (particularly groceries we can eat), if he cooked, if he carried his half of the domestic burdens. Now it’s all I can see. He’s a musician and he loves to play, to write songs, to relax, watch TV, stay up late, sleep late. Now it can feel like he plays while I make things go, food in the fridge, the place clean, bills paid on time. If given the option, ladies, don’t move in with your boyfriend. Find another way. Preserve a little distance, a little romance. Don’t find out he’s counting on you to play the domestic, just like Mom.

Submitted by: Unwifely

posted to Lovers

1 comment

  • At 10:05 pm on February 19, 2011, Angela commented:

    Make a schedule with him. Divide up the chores and explain you love him and respect him but you need a partner not a son.

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