I've expanded my little family. That is, if one can label a Single as a family (which, if you include all my imaginary friends and pets, then it's..."All in the Family."). This time, I collected a real live breathing soul mate that actually breathes the same air that I breathe (and not the Sweetberry Unicorn-Shit-Don't-Stink air that the "imaginary" lot breathes). So, I share my space now.
The things I've had to do to adjust to the Soul Mate moving in:
- Make room in the closet for a pantless wandering mate who prefers the sleeveless sweater.
- Share my Archie Bunker chair and Linus blanket.
- Not only share my bed, but share my pillow. Soul Mate likes to be real close at night.
I still get to watch all my shows, fart, and make whatever I want for dinner.
Oh, sweet child o' mine:
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