So, the little woman and I had a fight. Well, more like she talked and I listend. Apparently, she has come to the decision that our relationship is no longer a relationship and that we've become roomats that sleep in the same bed.
I won't deny that our relationship has gotten a bit stale lately, but I wouldn't go that far.
What this boils down to is that she pretty much wants to end it. This would not be a problem, except that we live together, so a break up means someone has to go. Since I moved in to her house, that means me.
Now, nothing is official yet. We've had fights like these before, but never one of this nature.
Last time we had one was like a couple years ago before Xmas, and it had something to do with student loans.
I love her with all my heart, and I hope that we stay together, but I get the feeling that this may indeed be the end.
If that is the case, I may not be blogging for awhile, so if I disappear, you will know that we've seperated.
I just needed to get this off my chest and give you all a heads up. Thanks for readng!
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