It’s September. Saying the year is flying by would be a severe understatement (and make me sound like a grandpa), but I’ll say it anyway. The year is just flying by. September marks many an exciting occasion. It’s the beginning of the end of summer. I’m excited about this in particular because in case you weren’t aware already, I hate the summer. Before you start coming at me with pitchforks though and begin calling me a freak, let me be more specific. I hate the sun and everything about the summer weather. Hot and ever so slightly humid days and nights under the scorching sun are not for me. Summer I put a curse on you. Now be gone. There, I think I cleared things up. September also means that autumn is right around the corner which means Halloween is almost upon us which means Thanksgivings isn’t too far away which means Christmas is basically next week. Basically.
The most important thing about September though is that last year September Julian and I took that giant leap and made the big decision to move in together. This means that we’ve officially been living with one another successfully for 1 year. We’ve got 365.242 days under our belt, there’s like a million more days to look forward to. I’ve learned so much about living with someone else (other than my family of course), but not just in general, I’ve also learned a lot about myself. It can be difficult and scary having to adapt to someone else living in the same space as you. I mean hello, you’re bringing two different adults together. That’s two different personalities, two different ways of thinking and two very different methods of doing and folding laundry (my way is the right way). It isn’t always fun and games, although for the most part it is nothing but fun and games. Everything in life takes time and I feel like with each day, week and year, it only becomes easier and even more natural. It’s important to remember that you’ll have your ups and downs and you won’t always agree with one another, but it won’t be the end of the world. Eventually you start getting into a rhythm that works for the both of you, and you find the perfect balance between the two of your ways of living.
Among the many things I’ve learned this past year, here are some of the highlights.
- I’ve learned that two men and a cat is all that is needed for a daily performance of the Brady Bunch theme song. Napoleon is a star.
- If one of us cooks, the other one does the dishes. Which means Julian is cleaning a lot of dishes. I’m okay with that because I hate doing dishes, but more importantly, I hate emptying the dish washer. The struggle is real, folks.
- When there’s a spider or bug in the house, it helps having someone around to also scream and cry along with you. Then you get into a “You kill it. No you kill it” battle.
- Rock Paper Scissors will resolve many an issue. Be prepared for cheaters.
- Waking up at 3:30 in the morning every single morning to feed your very hungry kitten is just a phase. It is just a phase, right?!
- When it isn’t your turn to pick a movie, you WILL watch a Steven Seagal film or Con Air for the hundredth time. Time. One hundredth. Watch.
- Staying in bed those extra ten minutes after the alarm has rang (for the third time) is not only worth it, but also the best feeling in the world, especially if Napoleon and Julian are sleeping right there next to you. (More like taking up all the space, right there next to you).
- If you live with a moonlight bartender, be prepared to drink all of the drinks. All of the time.
- Cocktails at 5 o’clock means stop what you’re working on right this minute, enjoy the evening and drink up because every sunset is different from the last, and if you aren’t paying attention, you’ll miss it.
- Adding tequila to everything, as if you were a teenager sneaking booze from your parent’s liquor cabinet, isn’t always a good idea. For this drink though, it’s a very good idea.