(Although I’ll still technically be a spinster, which is to say, unmarried.)
Okay, here’s the news: after years of independent spinsterhood, desperate man-hunting and depression, I am — for the first time in my life — going to live with a man. I’m moving in with my boyfriend and the moving date is at the end of this month.
The 44-year-old bachelor and the 40-year-old spinster are going to try to share an apartment after decades of being in charge of our own living spaces. Certain disaster? We’ll see.
At least it’s a roomy apartment with two bedrooms and a sun-room (and living, dining, etc.). We’re definitely going to need all that space. But it’s very scary for me. I’m noticing that my main symptoms are anxiety and nausea. What will it be like to share an apartment with another person? I’ve forgotten what that’s like. What will it be like to share an apartment with a MAN? What will it be like to share an apartment with someone I’m having a relationship with? It’s all unknown to me.
I love my apartment, where I am now. I’ve been here for 10 years because it’s a great place with lots of light and a great bathroom and kitchen and an ideal location. All those things aren’t true about the new place, although it’s also a great apartment (AND has a garage that we get to park in for free for the first year). I am sad to leave my home. It will be rented to someone else and will never be mine again.
I move in a week and a half.