I think the washer makes better company.

Dryer. It's warmer.

Sometimes I think I like thinking about having a romantic relationship more than I'd like actually having one. 'Cause this:

I am generally content with my life. I have great friends and support systems, and I rarely feel like going out or doing something that I don't have someone to do it with.

Yes, there's the cuddling and the sex. But I'm not sure I want to give up singing songs to my cat and eating crackers with cheese for dinner and making a unilateral decision to screw cleaning the apartment that weekend because I want to go see Star Trek and grab lunch with my friends. While I could probably say, "Learn to love the sound of 'Leifur had a Little Lamb,' 'cause I'm not stopping," I recognize that when you get down to living together food and cleanliness levels sort of have to be negotiated.

Yes, there's the cuddling and the sex. But I'm not sure I want to give up singing songs to my cat and eating crackers with cheese for dinner and making a unilateral decision to screw cleaning the apartment that weekend because I want to go see Star Trek and grab lunch with my friends. While I could probably say, "Learn to love the sound of 'Leifur had a Little Lamb,' 'cause I'm not stopping," I recognize that when you get down to living together food and cleanliness levels sort of have to be negotiated.

Yep. Right now there are no fewer than three pairs of shoes in front of the couch from where they were kicked off as soon as I got home. the table is covered with 2-3 weeks of mail and deitritus that just got put down when I walked in the door. And, there is a pan in the sink that's been "soaking" since last week. If I lived with someone else, that would not be the case.

Dryer. It's warmer.

Spin cycle.

Right now there are no fewer than three pairs of shoes in front of the couch from where they were kicked off as soon as I got home. the table is covered with 2-3 weeks of mail and deitritus that just got put down when I walked in the door. And, there is a pan in the sink that's been "soaking" since last week. If I lived with someone else, that would not be the case.

I live with someone else and that is entirely the case for me. Someone elses do vary.

But I'm not sure I want to give up singing songs to my cat

Nah, we both sing songs to the cats and the dogs.

and eating crackers with cheese for dinner

Sometimes he has pretzels and cheese for dinner while I eat ice cream.

and making a unilateral decision to screw cleaning the apartment that weekend because I want to go see Star Trek and grab lunch with my friends.

We blow off cleaning to hang with friends all the time.

Yep. Right now there are no fewer than three pairs of shoes in front of the couch from where they were kicked off as soon as I got home.

The only reason we put shoes in the bedroom is because the dogs will eat them or the cats will hairball on them if we leave them in the living room.

the table is covered with 2-3 weeks of mail and deitritus that just got put down when I walked in the door.

Only 2-3 weeks? I envy you.

And, there is a pan in the sink that's been "soaking" since last week.

Our sink is Ground Zero for Lutherans.

If I lived with someone else, that would not be the case.

I live with someone else and that is entirely the case for me. Someone elses do vary.

Testify.

In my case, it's not Jason who makes me put my shoes away, it's Truman, The Incredible Shoe-Chewing Poodle with His Leather-Defying Chompers of Death.

So, there's hope.

I think I'm going to have to leave the house, though.

But I'm not sure I want to give up singing songs to my cat

If you're with a person who wouldn't let you sing songs to your cat, you're with the wrong person.

And, there is a pan in the sink that's been "soaking" since last week. If I lived with someone else, that would not be the case.

That would have been the case when I was married. The difference is that I would have been pissed that it hadn't occurred to him to wash it.

If I ever am ensconsed with a non-roommate Somebody Else I think I'll take the valuable lesson of "hire someone to do the scrubbing once a month" with me into the relationship.

I cannot overstate the peace on earth that has been achieved by the fact that nothing ever gets that gross in a month and I'll almost always tidy if the housekeeper is coming over.

I wasn't looking for SLNRLBF and now I have him. And on Thursday afternoon I will have him in person! We were friends, we hung out, we explored Second Life and then it became more.

My other really serious long term relationships developed that way in real life. I've never been in a traditional dating situation.

I need some findit~ma a lot of it. Last Monday I got a night guard for my TMJ. Yesterday I put it on the bathroom counter and I haven't seen it since then. I don't know if one of the cats took it someplace to play with but I have a sinking feeling that maybe it got knocked in the toilet and I didn't see and I flushed it. But that may just be wild fears. Anyway, I need to find it so I don't have to actually spend the money on a new one.