By Honey on Dec 14, 2009 in Dating | comments(2)
Lance and I talk a lot about compromise – what it means to adapt your own interactions to cater to someone else’s love style, for example, or being supportive of your partner’s desire for a dog even though you hate them. Here’s another example of Honey and Jake: Compromise in Action.
Jake hates household chores.
Now, I know what you’re thinking, right? Is there anyone out there who likes household chores? I can think of one friend, but only one. Continued
By Honey on Nov 11, 2008 in Featured, Life | comments(11)
I came home yesterday to the nicest surprise! It was nice too, after the weekend I’d had. You see, I do the vast majority of the household chores. This is partly because the BF’s job revolves around billable hours so I am home before he does, and partly because as a Virgo (however on the cusp with Leo I am), I have a much lower tolerance for clutter than he does.
By Honey on Sep 25, 2008 in Featured, Relationships | comments(7)
I’m feeling much better about the world today, for several reasons:
- 8 hours of sleep, uninterrupted by boyfriends, dogs, or cats (I was aided in accomplishing this task by my friend Tylenol PM),
- spontaneous morning sex, woot!
- the BF doing all my morning chores for me so I wouldn’t be late to work after our spontaneous morning sex, and
- the knowledge that I’m taking the day off work tomorrow to visit some relatives who live nearby.
Thanks for your support yesterday!
By Honey on Sep 24, 2008 in Featured, Relationships | comments(8)
No, not that kind of rough night, though I certainly hoped so at the beginning (and even told Lance that was the plan during an evening IM exchange). In light of Lance’s awesome video post about how to be a good girlfriend, let’s review the week so far.
The BF left his car at a buddy’s place on Friday night because I was the DD, and we go to pick it up Sunday. We know the battery’s dead but we had no idea how dead. It took like 20 minutes of charging off my car before the jump took, and then we drove to the nearest auto parts store. The battery’s only a year old but he doesn’t have his receipt and doesn’t know what store sold it. We spend a ton of time trying to track this down, he hasn’t eaten and is getting cranky, ends up just buying a new battery where we were and the helpful staff let him change it himself since he’s a dude. The day is ruined. Continued