In two days, the space in my bed becomes smaller.

[Justin D.]

On Friday afternoon, I fly from Austin to Jackson, MS. Kristina will pick me up at the airport, and then drive the both us roughly two hours back to Starkville, MS. On Saturday, we will pack a moving truck with her belongings, put her car on a trailer behind the truck, and drive the 12 or so hours back to Austin. After arriving back here, we will likely collapse before figuring out what stuff we want to put in storage and what we want to keep in our place.

Not my place. Not her place. Our place.

We first started dating almost ten years ago. In that time, we’ve separated a few times. There was the obligatory “we’re in college now and should see what else is out there” separation that lasted about a month. Then, there were two more serious separations that involved lack of direction on my part and fear of that lacking on hers. Our last separation, and will hopefully remain as the last one, was at the end of January when I moved from the Gulf Coast of Mississippi to Austin. At the time, I felt it unfair to her to keep the relationship alive because I needed to reorganize my life, and honestly, she deserved someone better than who I was then. However, I always planned on wooing her back some day. Yes, I said woo because that’s exactly what I intended to do. We started talking regularly again around March. A little while later, we began to have conversations about us. By May, I was freely talking about her moving in with me even if she wasn’t jumping at the idea yet. In June, I moved out of the house with two other roommates and into a place of my own again. By the end of that month, she had bought tickets to come see me in Austin for a week, and we more seriously talked about at the idea of her moving in. She visited, we began to make up for almost eight months of no physical contact, we talked about how it feels like we were only apart for a couple weeks, and we hated the fact that she had to go back. She had no choice there because she had to complete her university job that paid for the college she had recently attained her MBA from before she could consider moving anywhere. During all of this time, she applied to jobs not just in Austin, but in other locations far from here.

One night, her landlord’s son came over to paint her apartment and was surprised to find her still living there. They thought she moved out at the end of July, but she hadn’t planned to move out until the end of August. Her landlord said she could stay until the end of August. However, this is part of the phone call I received later that night:

“ . . . so I told my mother I was moving in with you. We’ll have to rent storage for my stuff I can’t fit in there and . . . “

That’s how she told me. Obviously, I’m okay with it since I had asked her to move in with me for a while now.

I can’t wait for this change from my place to our place.

[TinMan]

Congrats Justin, I wish you guys the best of luck in your life together! :D

[Typo Lad]

Love the way she told you. Kristina rocks.

HAPPYNESS UNTO YOU.

[Forefinger]

Yeah, man. Good wishes.

[Calybos]

Her landlord said she could stay until the end of August. However, this is part of the phone call I received later that night:

“ . . . so I told my mother I was moving in with you. We’ll have to rent storage for my stuff I can’t fit in there and . . . “

That’s how she told me.

Sniff... that's so beautiful. Just like in the movies!

Congratulations, guy.

[Smell]

so which side of the bed will she claim? Me, no matter the room, have to sleep closest to the door!

Congratulations Justin

Dom

smells of storage

[Joe Rice]

RUN RUN RUN DEAR GOD GET OUT NOW WHILE YOU CAN!!!! Have you gone completely insane?!?!? GET OUT GET OUT GET OTU!!!!!!!

[Michael P]

RUN RUN RUN DEAR GOD GET OUT NOW WHILE YOU CAN!!!! Have you gone completely insane?!?!? GET OUT GET OUT GET OTU!!!!!!!
The call is coming from inside the house!

[Joe Rice]

The call is coming from inside the house!


Hahahahahaha!

And it will come, Justin.

"Justin, why is there salsa on the floor?"

"Justin, why didn't you put the pen back in the can?"

"Justin, you didn't do the dishes well enough!"

"Justin, go to the grocery store so you can cook dinner again!"

"JUSTIN LET ME SUCK ALL THE FUN OUT OF YOUR LIFE PERMANENTLY!"

[K'Nort]

Very exciting! I figured the big annoucement you alluded to last week-ish was something along these lines.

And please let us know how that hauling the car on a trailer behind the moving truck thing works, because other people are having serious conversations about things like that.

[Puma]

Very exciting! I figured the big annoucement you alluded to last week-ish was something along these lines.

And please let us know how that hauling the car on a trailer behind the moving truck thing works, because other people are having serious conversations about things like that.


*arches an eyebrow*

[Michael P]

I'm actually disappointed, because I thought this was going to be about you buying a cool new race car bed.

Congratulations nonetheless.

[Brian Cronin]

Congrats!

The thread title is insanely sappy, though. Just one level better than "My schmoopy is coming to live with me!"

Not that there's anything inherently wrong with sappiness.

-Brian

[Gilda Dent]

Way to go! It's a difficult an wonderful thing to join lives with someone.

GILDA

[Sir Tim Drake]

Congratulations, Justin.

[StarsAndGarters]

Congrats Justin! Best wishes for you two.

[Punchy]

Congrats JD. I remember you talking about the ups and downs of your relationship five years ago in the old school chat room. Good to hear it's going to another level.

[Justin D.]

Love the way she told you. Kristina rocks.

Indeed, she does.

HAPPYNESS UNTO YOU.

AND HAPPINESS UNTO YOU!

so which side of the bed will she claim? Me, no matter the room, have to sleep closest to the door!

Even though we haven't lived together before, we have stayed at each other's place many times. We claimed sides of the bed long ago. And, yes, I have to sleep closest to the door too. It's for her sake though. I keep the bad people away.

Hahahahahaha!

And it will come, Justin.

"Justin, why is there salsa on the floor?"

"Justin, why didn't you put the pen back in the can?"

"Justin, you didn't do the dishes well enough!"

"Justin, go to the grocery store so you can cook dinner again!"

"JUSTIN LET ME SUCK ALL THE FUN OUT OF YOUR LIFE PERMANENTLY!"

Except for the last one, I've heard every one of those or some variation before. Some, many times. She already knows I hate doing dishes, and that's not about to change.

And please let us know how that hauling the car on a trailer behind the moving truck thing works, because other people are having serious conversations about things like that.

I did that with my minivan when I moved from Gulfport, MS, to Austin back in February, and it went fine. They even gave me a trailer a size too small that only lifted the front two wheels of my vehicle off the ground, and I had to make a 37-point turn at one point when you're not supposed to back up with a trailer attached. My vehicle made it through safely, so I'm not worried about her car because we'll have it completely lifted onto a trailer.

Congrats!

The thread title is insanely sappy, though. Just one level better than "My schmoopy is coming to live with me!"

Not that there's anything inherently wrong with sappiness.

You thought that title was sappy? I originally had "but my life will become fuller" in the post, but couldn't bring myself to keep it. Now that's sappy.

Congrats JD. I remember you talking about the ups and downs of your relationship five years ago in the old school chat room. Good to hear it's going to another level.

It really is another level, isn't it? I don't think it's going to be too difficult. We'll have to make some adjustments, that's for sure. For one, I can't curse my PS2 out as much as I did last night. That scares her.

Thanks to everyone else too.

[howyadoin]

I thought this was going to be about you buying a cool new race car bed.He probably still wears a helmet, if that helps any.

[Nikita]

On Friday afternoon, I fly from Austin to Jackson, MS. Kristina will pick me up at the airport, and then drive the both us roughly two hours back to Starkville, MS. On Saturday, we will pack a moving truck with her belongings, put her car on a trailer behind the truck, and drive the 12 or so hours back to Austin. After arriving back here, we will likely collapse before figuring out what stuff we want to put in storage and what we want to keep in our place.

Not my place. Not her place. Our place.

We first started dating almost ten years ago. In that time, we’ve separated a few times. There was the obligatory “we’re in college now and should see what else is out there” separation that lasted about a month. Then, there were two more serious separations that involved lack of direction on my part and fear of that lacking on hers. Our last separation, and will hopefully remain as the last one, was at the end of January when I moved from the Gulf Coast of Mississippi to Austin. At the time, I felt it unfair to her to keep the relationship alive because I needed to reorganize my life, and honestly, she deserved someone better than who I was then. However, I always planned on wooing her back some day. Yes, I said woo because that’s exactly what I intended to do. We started talking regularly again around March. A little while later, we began to have conversations about us. By May, I was freely talking about her moving in with me even if she wasn’t jumping at the idea yet. In June, I moved out of the house with two other roommates and into a place of my own again. By the end of that month, she had bought tickets to come see me in Austin for a week, and we more seriously talked about at the idea of her moving in. She visited, we began to make up for almost eight months of no physical contact, we talked about how it feels like we were only apart for a couple weeks, and we hated the fact that she had to go back. She had no choice there because she had to complete her university job that paid for the college she had recently attained her MBA from before she could consider moving anywhere. During all of this time, she applied to jobs not just in Austin, but in other locations far from here.

One night, her landlord’s son came over to paint her apartment and was surprised to find her still living there. They thought she moved out at the end of July, but she hadn’t planned to move out until the end of August. Her landlord said she could stay until the end of August. However, this is part of the phone call I received later that night:

“ . . . so I told my mother I was moving in with you. We’ll have to rent storage for my stuff I can’t fit in there and . . . “

That’s how she told me. Obviously, I’m okay with it since I had asked her to move in with me for a while now.

I can’t wait for this change from my place to our place.



That's awesome dude. Pretty soon you'll be posting the "Hey, everyone, I just asked Kristina to marry me!" thread.... ;)

[Shellhead]

Hahahahahaha!

And it will come, Justin.

"Justin, why is there salsa on the floor?"

"Justin, why didn't you put the pen back in the can?"

"Justin, you didn't do the dishes well enough!"

"Justin, go to the grocery store so you can cook dinner again!"

"JUSTIN LET ME SUCK ALL THE FUN OUT OF YOUR LIFE PERMANENTLY!"

Ever notice how women always stand where they are and just shout, instead of finding you and speaking in a more conversational tone? Do they learn this behavior in some kind of class, or is it just a strange coincidence? Every woman that I've ever lived with has done this, and my current boss does it too.

[howyadoin]

Ever notice how women always stand where they are and just shout, instead of finding you and speaking in a more conversational tone? Do they learn this behavior in some kind of class, or is it just a strange coincidence? Every woman that I've ever lived with has done this, and my current boss does it too.Even worse are the ones who start yeling from down the hall, and start walking towards you while they're doing it. Then when they're like 5 feet away, they're still yelling because apparently they forgot.

[StoneGold]

RUN RUN RUN DEAR GOD GET OUT NOW WHILE YOU CAN!!!! Have you gone completely insane?!?!? GET OUT GET OUT GET OTU!!!!!!!
I'm guessing they don't get Leykis in Austin.


And here I thought the thread title just alluded to you gaining weight.

[Justin D.]

He probably still wears a helmet, if that helps any.

Nah, I don't wear a helmet. I can't feel as much with one on.

[Ed Cunard]

Except for the last one, I've heard every one of those or some variation before. Some, many times. She already knows I hate doing dishes, and that's not about to change.

The hate might not, but the doing dishes might. I mean,

Picture a little lovenest
Down where the roses cling
Picture that same sweet lovenest
Think what a year can bring.

He's washing dishes
And baby clothes
He's so ambitious
He even sews.
But don't forget, boys
That's what you get, boys
For makin' whoopee.

Congrats, Justin.

[K'Nort]

Ever notice how women always stand where they are and just shout, instead of finding you and speaking in a more conversational tone? Do they learn this behavior in some kind of class, or is it just a strange coincidence? Every woman that I've ever lived with has done this, and my current boss does it too.

In my family, it's only done when speaking to offspring, not to spouses.

[Forefinger]

Ever notice how women always stand where they are and just shout, instead of finding you and speaking in a more conversational tone? Do they learn this behavior in some kind of class, or is it just a strange coincidence? Every woman that I've ever lived with has done this, and my current boss does it too.
My wife won't yell. She will be all the way across the house and maybe I'll hear her talking, but I sure can't understand what she's saying. I usually yell "I can't hear you" or something like that. She says that she hates that. Why can't she come to where I'm at if she wants to talk to me? What's wrong with me telling her that I can't hear/understand her so she won't have to repeat herself when I finally go to where she is and say "What?"?

[Thanos_6383]

Good Luck...

[Ronald Bryan]

Here's hoping Justin hasn't frozen up when he's realized they are actually moving in together, now.

[K'Nort]

So I'm getting the general idea it's going well, because you've been in a good mood and all, but how did it actually go?

[Winslow]

How is it goin' Justin?


My wife won't yell. She will be all the way across the house and maybe I'll hear her talking, but I sure can't understand what she's saying. I usually yell "I can't hear you" or something like that. She says that she hates that. Why can't she come to where I'm at if she wants to talk to me? What's wrong with me telling her that I can't hear/understand her so she won't have to repeat herself when I finally go to where she is and say "What?"?

It's because she's venting and talking AT you, not TO you. Well, that's what my wife does. I just give her space, wait 'til she calms down, and then figure our what I fucked up.

[Justin D.]

I'm in a meeting learning some HTML stuff I already know so I thought I'd look at some older threads.

K'Nort and Winslow, things are going quite well.

We've had some minor tiffs and only a couple of what I would call major blow-ups. Mostly, the major blow-ups had a lot to do with how she's dealing with living in a new city where I'm the only person she knows and without a job yet. This is the first time she's ever not been able to find a job automatically. I keep telling her she will find one soon, but she has to not stress out about it and be patient because she's looking for such a specific job.

Household chores are almost evenly laid out except that because she’s home more often than I am right now, she tends to do a bit more around the house. There are no lame “I did this so you have to do this” conversations.

A few things have changed here or there, but I’m actually going to put up a thread about idea of change later.