She Said: When Moving in Together, Communicate and Don’t Nitpick

Keeping the peace.
Keeping the peace.

It’s my second anonymous guest blog! I mean, someone else writing anonymously for my blog.

While writing this post on moving in together, I wondered if other couples I knew had the same experience. Did they feel more independent after moving in together? If yes or no, why? And what were some things they learned about each other and their relationship in the process?  Continue reading “She Said: When Moving in Together, Communicate and Don’t Nitpick”

He Said, She Said: Other Couples on Moving In Together

Keeping the peace.
Keeping the peace.

It’s my first anonymous guest blog! I mean, someone else writing anonymously for my blog.

While writing this post on moving in together, I wondered if other couples I knew had the same experience. Did they feel more independent after moving in together? If yes or no, why? And what were some things they learned about each other and their relationship in the process?  Continue reading “He Said, She Said: Other Couples on Moving In Together”

A Surprising Thing I Learned After Moving in Together

We couldn't have done it without you, IKEA.

I used to think those people who sat alone at Starbucks writing on their laptops were pretentious posers. Now I know: They are people who have recently moved in with someone.

                                                                        – Carrie Bradshaw, Sex and the City 

Continue reading “A Surprising Thing I Learned After Moving in Together”

Chinese Mover Is THE BEST Affordable Moving Company in NYC

Except I would probably call, because they don’t have a website.

Tom was right. Moving sucked. But Chinese Mover made it suck a lot less because we could move to our new apartment without going broke. At the end of it all, I thought I would write a review for them on Yelp, but I was like, “No, it can be so much more heartfelt than that.”  Continue reading “Chinese Mover Is THE BEST Affordable Moving Company in NYC”

Saying Goodbye To A Room of My Own

Two weekends ago, Tom came over for moral support as I began to pack up my room. I didn’t get very far – I tossed a few clothes into boxes, threw away a small mountain range of magazines, and started to pack up my desk by removing the two bulletin boards I had hung on the wall above, where I pinned photos and mementos. I had removed just one of the boards when I started to cry.  Continue reading “Saying Goodbye To A Room of My Own”