So I mentioned last week that I needed to purge stuff out of my house. Our house just has….stuff in it, and I’m not sure what some of it is. And i want to make some changes around the house. I was really inspired by the popular 40 bags in 40 days challenge that most of you have probably seen around the internet over the years. Obviously, though, I don’t have 40 areas in my house since we don’t have kids or family rooms or anything like that.
That was my ode to Gwyneth Paltrow.
Don’t worry, it’ll never happen again.
I’m trying to figure out when we became the couple that had almost all “couple friends”. The majority of the people we hang out with most often are couples, so much so that we rarely use the terms “my friends” or “your friends”, it’s just “our friends”.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice. It’s just….odd?
Yes, we’ve been together almost three years, this shouldn’t be a thing.
We were talking about going somewhere in the spring and we were like “we should have a couple of friends join us”, so we started rattling down our list and the first five suggestions were couples. So, I guess I just finally realized that we coupled off. Not that we don’t have single friends anymore, but the majority of the people we’re close with and hang out with are a couple.
According to a lot of studies, it’s healthy for relationships when you have a good, solid set of couple friends. So many people claim that monogamy is dead and that long-lasting relationships don’t happen, so it helps to surround yourself with other couples because you’re surrounding yourself, possibly, with a safe couple space. It’s like those sitcom moments where the guys are in one room and the women in another. Each set is complaining about their partner and not necessarily looking for answers to why he leaves his clothes in the middle of the floor when the hamper is three feet away (that’s obviously NOT me….), just someone to complain to, who gets it.
Then, I’m sure, the guys are saying “does she really NEED three different shampoos in the shower? (again, obviously NOT me/Devon….), or something crazy like that.
Then everyone comes back together and all the couples are content, happy, amorous, etc. It’s good; it’s healthy for a relationship to have couples friends.
I’m not mad that it happened.
I’m just trying to figure out when that happened. I know I spend too much time harping on weird shit; it’s just part of my charm.
What’s even odder is that Devon’s a lot more “meh” about it than I am. Mr. “I don’t like my different people groups to mix together”. He was always the “I have my family group, the work group, the school group, the guys group, etc, and the groups shall never meet/cross”, and it was like that for a long time. Like his “Frostburg friends” never hung out with his “home friends” or “work friends”, etc……until me, anyway. Now I’m in, like, all his groups. :insert evil laugh here:
But even he’s like “yeah…..friend mingling happens”. Since when Mr. Groups Shall Not Cross?
At the end of the day, I’m happy that we were able to mingle into each other’s friends that our friends have spouses/partners that we each, for the most part, get along with. There is one or two that get on one of our nerves, but that’s not too bad.
It’s probably even better that I can’t determine a solid line of when couple friends happened. It just seamlessly all blended together without a lot of fuss, which is how it should be.
We’re getting so domesticated in this house. 🙂
Merry Christmas everyone!!
So I’m actually a lot better than I was last week.
I was WebMDing (yeah I know that’s not an actual word, but I’m a WedMD Doctor, so whatevs) my issues, despite Devon’s insistence that I don’t, to see if there was anything else I could do for myself that my doctor hadn’t said.
The best treatment? A calming and relaxing environment with minimal stress and anxiety with a lot of laying down.
What do I do for a living?
I felt so bad Friday afternoon. I had an episode that almost had me running to the bathroom. Most school counselors will tell you all major issues manage to happen on Friday afternoons and my school is no different. Luckily Devon left his school as soon as they dismissed at 2:38 (yeah let’s not talk about their weird timing) and I was relaxing at home by 3:30.
Luckily for me, my house is relaxing. And that’s by my design. I’ve lived in stressful and jumpy environments and the one thing I said I wanted when Devon and I moved in together was some place that I want to come home to every night that’s peaceful and relaxing. And our house is pretty relaxing. So I spent basically the entirety of my weekend, on the couch watching random hilarious shit, eating foods and taking Bonine once or twice.
Can I tell you how much Bonine hypes me up? Dear god. I took it Friday when I got home and I swear I thought I was drunk after and I only took half of one. Physically, I felt great, but I was super goofy and almost obnoxious. Devon was highly amused, though. I was making some of the most ridiculous comments at Jeopardy and The Chase. I don’t even know. It’s good to know it works, though.
And I honestly have to give major kudos to Devon. I’m not the easiest person to deal with when I’m sick mainly because I don’t like being “cared for”. He has literally done everything for about a week now; he’s driven me everywhere, he’s taken care of me AND Maya (the cat), he made dinner all weekend (technically it was my weekend, but clearly that wasn’t gonna happen), ran errands for me, cleaned the house…yes….he did…let that sink in because it hasn’t fully sunk in for me yet and….AND….he did not touch his beloved BRAND NEW PlayStation 4 all weekend!. All girlfriends of gamers will understand how serious that is. That’s like a huge deal. But he’s been so great and I’m appreciative of everything he’s done all week.
But I am a lot better. I can actually get up without getting off balance. Now it’s more if I stand for more than like 10 minutes I get off balance and if I keep my head at an unnatural angle for too long I get lightheaded. Like I had my head cocked to the left side for a few minutes this morning because I was writing and sometimes my head does that when I write, so I started to get kind of lightheaded. But I can turn my head normally without lightheadedness, I can walk and move and all of that, which is nice. I’m actually going to try driving myself tomorrow but I’m going to drive the back way just in case I were to need to stop or anything. But yay independence is back!
Moral of the story: Labyrinthitis: Sounds cool, but totes don’t recommend getting it.
As excited as I am about Christmas, I’m slacking in the gift department.
I’ve gotten my brother a couple things and I bought for a Secret Santa exchange that I’m doing. Other than that? Nada.
Devon told me yesterday, he’s apparently gotten like 4 things for me already. I’m like, “who are you and what have you done with my Devon?” because he isn’t usually a numerous gifts kind of person. And I’m also like, well….I haven’t gotten you anything yet, though, soooooo…..
I didn’t tell him the last part, though.
He also studied my watch kind of heavily this morning. Not sure what that means…….
But yeah, I haven’t gotten him anything, nothing for my mother, I think I’m leaving our gift for Devon’s mom up to him because I dunno, I haven’t gotten anything for my co-workers.
I don’t even know what to tell people to get me. My mother asked and I don’t know. Devon’s all “oh yeah, Mom wants to know what you want for Christmas and she wants to know what we want for Christmas”. She told him last year, “you’re grown now, one gift only”. I chuckled. But she’s doing one thing for him, one for me, and one for both of us.
I can barely think of one thing much less two.
And, of course, I was going to tell my mom to get me a new hair dryer because I know she’ll get a good one and mine is dying. But I think mine is dying faster than I originally thought. I don’t think it’s going to make it to Christmas.
I’m so hard to shop for.
I’m trying to figure out how Devon got me 4 things already. I don’t even know what I want.
Black Friday and I are going to be BFFs this year. And Cyber Monday. I need to look through the leaked ads again and see if I can find some inspiration for things to get people and for myself.
I’m making this so much harder than it needs to be. But damnit, I don’t know what I want!
Still excited about Christmas, though. Very excited.