Crunchy vs. Creamy

Most of you may have heard that Jessica & I have moved in together, well truthfully Jessica moved in with me. Two apartments of stuff crammed into one. Well truthfully Jessica got rid of her stuff (mostly) and brought her clothes. This all happened for the following reasons; to begin with she's always over here (mental note: marry the person that frequents your house the most). Secondly: I have a nice apartment and Jessica's smells like gas. Last but not least, MONEY. I have none and she has some. Together "we" have "some". It's a win, win situation (for me). This may make me sound selfish (because I am) but I have let Jess redesign areas to make her feel more at home. This unselfish act included a repainting and redesigning of the bedroom (that used to be my office). The office (that used to be my bedroom) now includes a workstation of her own. I even let her put my tape dispenser on her desk.

Sadly, there are still boxes of stuff that we have yet to locate a place for. We have thrown out, given away and organized stuff for a garage sale later this month but still find ourselves without space. Between six boxes of my Hello Kitty collection and Jess' massive sculpture of Screech from "Saved by the Bell" we have run out of room in my small two bedroom apartment. Despite all of the spatial inadequacies Jess and I are happy to be in the same place together. Her crunchy Peanut Butter resides comfortably next to my creamy Peanut Butter due to the fact that they both go well with Strawberry Jam.

Happy I am.