On April 11, 2014, Brian and i moved in together. He moved into my complex and i switched to a new apartment. We decided to do it this way for a couple of reasons. One, His furniture would not fit into my one bedroom apartment. He has a lot of stuffs! Two, He likes to have the separation of the computer room from the family room. With only one bedroom and no den or study this was not feasible. This made sense to me. It was how i grew up too. Three, i did not want to be in the same place that i was with my ex. There was a lot of bad mojo in that apartment and i did not want it to taint us.
The office gave me 3 days to move out of the old apartment so we focused on that. Luckily i did not have much. Being transient like i was i tried not to accrue clutter and if i did i made sure that it could fit in my SUV.
We slept at His place until the lease was signed and approved and the mover was scheduled to move the big stuff. i never had a mover help before and i moved a lot in my life. Like, i never stayed in one place longer than 3 years. In my adult life i moved after about 18 months. What can i say i like a change of scenery. PFFFFT to looking at the same old boring walls all the time.
Once all the big stuff was moved we took our sweet time moving the little things from His place. We had all the essentials so we were goot. It took us about 2 weeks to get everything from His place to ours. We just did not want to…working full time…social life…ya know?
The best thing about the move was that i told Him that is was a tradition in my life to have the first meal as pizza. So the first night that we stayed at our new place we ordered pizza. He also kicked it up a notch and bought a bottle of red wine. It was one of the most romantic things He has done so far. (You will notice that He one ups Himself all the time in this category.)
Our 1st dinner in our new home.
Ever since we moved in together, we have never been apart. For the exception of 2 work days. He went to a PO meeting that i could not go to. It was about 7 hours each. We even share an office at work. We worked on the same team for a bit to. That meant that we went to all the same meetings. We were literally together 24/7. It was great!
We told our bosses that we were together and they had to move me to another team. Something about conflict of interest… We still share the same office, we still carpool together, we still sit side by side at the computer desk or couch or dinner table.
Us in Brian’s office (now OUR office) at work.
It has gotten to a point that if we are not together, it feels like we start to suffocate…like our Brian or angela meter is running low. We get anxious. We came to a very goot way of describing it. Think of us together like breathing fresh air. It is fulfilling, relaxing. When we are apart think of it like going suba diving. We are breathing stale tanked air that is limited. Once a certain point hits…one would start to panic.
Needless to say, we love being with each other…every…moment…of…our…lives.