My bestie & I just celebrated our one year birthday.
He took me to my preferred sushi restaurant & then I walked out on the nearby fishing pier to watch the sunset over the ocean.
It was a lovely night that had me thinking about our future & the truly real chance of marriage. I was hardly ever obsessed with the idea, but it surely crossed my mind during our months of time together. I entirely thought about marriage more with him than with any other partner I’ve ever had. To test the waters a bit, I have been encouraging my bestie to stay over at my apartment to see what a trial run of us residing together would be like. I want to see how all of us get along side by side on a bi-weekly basis before I allow myself to become anymore hopelessly linked than I am right now. Thus far, all of us have got along extremely well & he even cleans around the apartment & offers to cook for me consistently. Unfortunately, all of us had our first serious argument Last week after I came home from labor one night. He stayed home that afternoon to rest from having a chest cold. When I walked in the door, the air felt warm & humid, as if the air conditioning had been turned off for the entire duration of the afternoon. I looked at the thermostat & it was reading 69 degrees in the apartment with 60 degrees being the target temperature. Not a minute went by before I got livid & demanded my bestie explain what he was thinking. The air conditioning had frozen from moisture building up & turning into ice on the evaporator coil, essnetially preventing any of the air to get chilled. The air coming from the vents was warm to the touch & it took & hour of letting the machine rest to get it to fully defrost & labor again.