Yet, More Sad News

Today, we found out that MK and SN will be relocating to Turkey. It's incredibly sad news to us, considering MK and SN are like a brother and a sister to us. They've been the people we're closest with, resembling family. Scratch that, they've become our family in here. We've always only kindness and help from them, always including us, trying to make us into one big family. They have. They've been there when we needed them the most. I am so very happy to have known them, and when they're gone we will miss them incredibly. I don't know what we will do without them.

But, to them, this brings a new future, a promise and a new beginning without the daunting task of getting over and cleaning the past. As a woman, I agree with SN and they will have a chance of surviving there as a couple.

We wish you the best of luck. We hope everything goes the way you want them to.

Living Together

For the hermit homebody like me, who makes her home her whole sanctuary and entire being's physical manifestation and adores living alone, imagine the difficult that could arise from living with a male who never thinks twice about chore distribution, cleanliness, hygiene, self motivation, time and space.

To be honest, when I first moved in, I was skeptical of how this would work out. Especially considering the circumstances of my moving in. But eventually, we both found out that we liked living together and therefore had decided to keep living together. A lot of the arbitrary rules, confounding feelings and the difficulty of being financially honest and open took its heavy weight off. Recently, we've been beginning a new and more of the reins have fallen into my hands. We're definitely more organized, though we're definitely prone to putting off all work and be lazy bums, hanging around the house.

However, much to my surprise, sharing a house, a bed has not been as difficult as one might have presumed. Especially of all the horror stories I could have cooked up on any given period of 15 second intervals.

Needless to say, it hasn't been without its challenges. Setting waking up and going to bed times, creating ritualistic schedules to follow religiously. Merging our busy schedules, trying to mix, match and mash them into a unified, cohesive blocks of time where we're both out of the house at the same time and come home about at the same time. How to spend our weekends, what to do when we're at home and proper decorum, the frequency of grocery shopping, bill paying have rised their own conflicted stories and solutions. But it's been so far, manageable, civil and compassionate.