Finally, all those years of online dating are paying off (they technically paid off when I met Bogart, of course, but now I can put those skills to some sort of practical use)! I am apartment hunting. Technically we are apartment hunting, but I’m the one with the quasi-normal schedule, and I’m a bit controlling of…… Continue reading Home is where the heart is
I’m not really friends with anyone I’ve seriously dated for … reasons. Bogart, on the other hand, is pretty good friends with his ex. As someone with relatively little adult relationship experience, facing down someone else’s six-year history can be terrifying a smidge daunting at times. I’ve never committed to anything for six years, let alone paid it frequent visits…… Continue reading The Ex Files
I have such supportive friends. Listen, I get it and it’s partially my fault. I’ve been on so many bad dates that you’ve come to expect a certain level of shit show. No one has cried (okay, that’s a lie — I cried during the opening scene of The Last of Us, but I’m a sensitive…… Continue reading Key to my heart
I know, I know, two posts in a row (whee, a rhyme!). My laziness post-NYC threw off the schedule (yes, there is a schedule now), but here we are, getting back on track. It helps that I finagled another guest post out of a fabulous writer friend. This one comes courtesy of the lovely and talented Erin from…… Continue reading To have and to hold
We’re no stranger to awesome guest posts around these parts. That’s one of the advantages of having so many great writers in my life. My lovely friend Adrienne took the time to share her experience moving across the damn country (!!!) for love. You can check her out on Twitter to hear more of what she…… Continue reading Go the distance
