What the dope man done sold me ???
It's 11:38 pm and there are currently 8 people in this house....and they ALL will be sleeping here tonight. Two in each room, two on the living room couch.
I have a home in NJ, yet, I have moved back to Harlem to save money to get the type of home I really want. YET, I am currently realizing that outside of the fiscal #winning, I have completely lost all ability to live with other people. Shell shock isn't even enough to explain the sheer adjustment of having to go from a 2200 sq. foot home solely to myself to a 200 sq ft room with ALL of NGFs stuff in it !!!
I have been dating NGF for over two years, we've been through three separate lay offs....well, I got fired, but that's a whole nother story. However, despite the adjustments of typical relationship tests, he's still here....and I let him still bask in my presence. If I met myself today, I wouldn't recognize myself.
So much has changed since the last post. FLIRTY GIRL and GRACEFUL GIRL have gotten married. SUNSHINE GIRL is engaged. CARE BEAR GIRL is the proud mother of 2 lovely girls and FASHIONISTA is REALLY getting engaged this year...we think....we hope !!!
There are no more couches cringing when we are within a 5 mile radius. The clubs and bars no longer have our licenses or credit cards memorized for bottle service, and we STRIVE to be in the bed before midnight. Matter fact, FASHIONISTA and SUNSHINE just walked into their bedrooms to go to sleep. NGF is sitting at the living room table BLASTING a Youtube clip on something history related IONE even not know about, or even care to ask about (hence my immediate toss of headphones his way). One of FASHIONISTA's relatives is in the room on another computer, and I am certain she and her homegirl are ready to go to bed...oh shit, we're in their "room".
I called this shit a long time ago.....
