Well, that settles it…we have to move now. 42 days as of today to find a place, apply, get it/or not, pack and move. This is going to be one of the most stressful things in my life I think.
My partner and I currently live in a house that we started renting 2 years ago. It’s the first home that I had actually lived in with a boyfriend. It was a humongous step for me. I’m a mummy’s/family’s girl through and through and so not living with them was a huge step.
For my partner, not so much.
He had already lived most of his teenage and adult life outside of his family home with a former partner so he knew what it was like already.
This has been a subject of conversation throughout our tenure here because I tend to see my family alot and my partner doesn’t seem to grasp it. He’s not as close with his family as I am with mine and so there is a bit of difference of opinion in regards to how much time should be spent with family. I love my family and we became closer when my Nan passed away a few years ago and so for me, family is everything. That made me want to be closer to my family and that’s something he just doesn’t get.
How do you all go about the difference? Please comment and let me know how you deal with these sorts of issues….