Freakchylde's

On my way over to my Scotsman’s house last night, for some odd reason a question my co-worker asked me the other day kept coming to mind. “Why do you two not live together, you spend enough time over there?” Well, my usual answer that doesn’t include details and usually shuts people up is that neither of us has room for the other. yet. It works, makses sense and is usually a good enough answer for them. There’s more though, least on my end. I’m actually quite happy at the fact that out of the 3 relationships over the last 4 years, I’m in one and still living on my own (for once). Neither of us actually does have room for the other, and the major one on my end: I want to make sure this is going to last before I put myself in that situation again. Especially with nagging thoughts of a Christmastime conversation still lurking in the back of my head. Oh well, we’ll see….time to nap before going to work.