Living with a boy

So the HAG and I have been together for almost 3 years now and as you probably know, it's been a long-distance relationship since the very beginning. I'm actually rather impressed that despite the need to travel 400 miles to see each other every fortnight, we have managed to stay together all this time!

But in a month's time, we will no longer have to do that because... the HAG is moving up to Glasgow and we will be living together!

I've had some interesting reactions when breaking this news to people:

"OMG, aren't you nervous?"

"Gosh, what do your parents think about that?"

"I'm so jealous! I wish I could get a guy to commit to me like that!"

"Seeing each other every single day? What if you start hating each other?"

Well, to be honest, I am a little nervous. Not about living with the HAG as such, because I'm quite confident that we'll get on very well. The thing about long-distance is that although I don't get to see the HAG frequently, when I do see him, we'd spend between 3 to 14 days together so to an extent, I know what living with him is like. I'm pretty sure I won't want to kill him when we move in together. Unless he eats all the food. Then he would deserve to be killed.

What I'm a bit nervous about is the change.

I'm used to living on my own and not having to answer to anyone. I can do whatever and meet whoever I like after work. I'm sure I won't need permission from the HAG to meet my friends but I will still need to let him know in case he thinks I'm dead.

I'm quite a messy person. I have clothes strewn on the bedroom floor. Bills scattered in the hallway. Old newspapers and magazines on the coffee table. My toiletries are everywhere. My shower is laden with numerous bottles, full and empty. I will need to be more organised when the HAG moves in. (I really hope that the HAG is fully aware of all this already and isn't now put off living with me having read this.)

And the parents? I don't really get the concern that people have about them having a problem with me living with the HAG. Do other people out there have really uncool parents? Come on, we are in our twenties after all... I don't even get ID'd anymore when I buy alcohol at the supermarket (That means I look at least 25 and I hate that). Mr Dad and Mrs Mum are totally happy about it, giving suggestions about how to move all his things up here and stuff.

As for the commitment factor, well, I mean we have been together for ages now so it's about time! (Hope I don't sound too desperate there... ahem...) But I am very glad that the HAG has made the decision to move up here so that I don't have to move down. It's a really big step and it means a lot to me for him to do that.

Thank you :)