Relationship Girl has now turned into Cohabitation Girl. Yes, Rugby Guy moved in. It is supposed to be a “temporary” arrangement since his roommate got an unannounced additional roommate and he felt taken advantage of … blah, blah, blah. I feel like even though these were valid reasons, they may have been used as an excuse to shack up.
Yesterday I had the day off and after a day of errands and shopping for an upcoming couples away skiing weekend, I was exhausted. But returned home to clean the house, start the never ending laundry and prepare dinner – even if it was heating something up that was pre-prepared. I have attempted to cook many times but after a failed pork chop incident and a roast that tasted something like beef jerkey, I have since given up.
I officially felt like a housewife.
Did I mention that today I turn 26? In reflecting upon the years of my life post college, things have changed DRASTICALLY. I went from being a crazy sorority girl who was enjoying her post undergrad days of going out 4 or 5 nights a week and meeting other equally confused new grads whose favorite part and motivation for working was the glimmer of impeding happy hour.
And now, I am faux housewife. I am not sure if this is really going to be “temporary” or “temporary until something else happens” – ie. a break up or the “M Word.” Whoaaa…
A year ago I was writing about how to get a date. And now this?
I mean if someone made me breakfast, lunch and dinner AND did my laundry… I don’t think I would move out either. Hmmm, maybe I should go back and live with my mom. But even when I moved back with her after college, she didn’t do all that. What a sweet life!
I mean it can be fun to play house but it’s pretty exhausting. And I have NO idea what I am doing. I have never had to cook. And laundry? I mean I can do my own but two people – that’s a lot of panty washing.
I don’t know how real housewives do it?!
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