Sunday, 10 January 2010

Your move...

As you may know Britain has been in the grip of a mini ice age, a veritable climate catastrophe that had brought this erstwhile other Eden unto the very brink of disaster.

Also known as snow.

The thing about Britain – one of the many things that is – is that the infrastructure is crap. Thus the snow caused all transport to grind to a halt. The net result of that has been that Fella and I have spent virtually every day together again. In fact he only went home today – thus allowing me to keep you informed, gentle reader.

We’ll be celebrating nine months together at the end of next week, and, at the risk of jinxing things, things continue to go well. Not perfect – why should they be? But… well. Of course I love him to bits and the hypothetical of losing him genuinely frightens me. So it’s difficult, having spent so much time literally within a couple of feet of each other, to avoid smothering each other with love AND equally to avoid smothering each other with a pillow.

I think it shows how well we are suited that being in the same room 24/7 has resulted in no consequences whatever.

It should be borne in mind that the backdrop to this is an insanely busy return to work [as an aside I should acknowledge I often complain about being busy at work but this is something else]. I have been given a project that comes to fruition next week; next Thursday between 9am and 2pm 144 people representing 49 different organisations will come together to undertake an exercise that will ensure the fulfilment of 106 separate statutory functions. I’ve been up at 5:00 and been working till 22:00. Fella deserves a prize for his forbearance and I surely have earned my extra £54 per month (net).

Under these circumstances it is perhaps not surprising we have begun to tentatively discuss moving in together. And our decision is, perhaps quite surprisingly, that we’re not quite ready.

We both need our own space and even if we were to live together Fella is insistent of a two bedroom’d place (I think a two roomed place would fit the bill, but there we are) so we could be together but be apart. This is the key, you see – when we are together we must be together. It’s great, but after nine days together we just miught not want to watch the same thing, eat the same thing, sleep at the same time.

So when Fella moves to London things will be easier because we’ll be within a reasonable distance of each other and we can. Frankly, just piss off when we need to. And then piss back. Snow notwithstanding, of course.

There we have it then. This is working. My mood swings and the sky falling in haven’t driven us off track, even. And now I must spend a week without him… Boo!


6 comments:

Volodya/Vlad said...

I think that a 2 bedroom place is preferable for me in any case - personal space is something I do value a lot..

Nik_TheGreek said...

boo indeed...
If you're that busy though, the week will pass soon...
I'm glad you're in such a happy place at the moment...

Stephen Chapman... said...

That old fashioned sign of pure love... smothering each other with a pillow.

:-)

On a completely different topic: Did you amend the blogger template yourself to get 3 columns?

Mike said...

Hi,

Yes I did amend the template to get a third column. I got the html code off the internet. I will try to find the link...

Mike said...

... I think it's this.

http://www.bloggerblogtemplates.com/2008/01/three-column-blogger-templates.html

Antony said...

I had a two bedroomed place to myself and completely agree with fella. It gives you both escape to somewhere warm and cozy (with out having to go out in the cold) to go when you need your own time/space.

Hugs,

A x