I am the one who always talked about not settling to fast in anything,especially in a relationship.Looking back i now think i am the cause of everything that is happening.I remember wanting more in my relationship and i may have even pushed for him to get a house,but honestly.....he should have done that earlier,without me pushing him to do so(hoping he does not read this lol),we women are pushers and anyway,i was tired spending nights in hotels.
So now we have a place we can both call home,though we call it "Our Cube"since its so small but just right for both our sizes(we are both plus size).Its funny how we perfectly fit in the two sitter sofa that we have in our living room.The kitchen....well!!!we can only fit in one at a time.Bathroom is chaos,the toilet was leaking,and it was flooding....so disgusting.Is it that i wanted more than i could chew?i wonder.
I remember a time in my life when i got tired of dating older men,and all i wanted was someone who was mature and who would want something for the long term and i did meet him.
This house is small but feels like home,it may not be perfect right now but just being with him,i would not mind living under a tree for all i care.It feels right.He feels right...but hey!!am not moving in.I want our cube to be a get away place for him and i over the weekends.I will not be those women who slowly start leaving behind their clothes then in a few months the man realizes that a weekend thing is now an everyday thing.I am happy that we live three hours away from each other since i like my alone time sometimes and i think it is quite healthy in any relationship.
Only until he makes me his wife,that is the time i will officially move in,but before then......The cube is a weekend get away for me.No need of giving a boyfriend husband privileges.
