At the tender age of way too young to feel this grown up, I lucked my way into a fabulous professional job. I have a decent salary, but it’s still not enough in the wonderful state of CT to live alone.
Now, a little bit of obscure background information. I’ve been dating Mr. Wooden for awhile. I’ve also been living with him and his parents/siblings for over half a year now (No other living options due to some unfortunate decisions that were made). We’ve made the decision that moving out is optimal, because, as his mother says, “How long can a person live in someone’s living room.” (They’ve been fabulous to me in my time of need. Gave me my own room aka the living room and Mr. Wooden has a room he shares with his younger brother).
Now, I wasn’t too happy having to move in with him, because I do support the living separately until marriage crowd. Then again, after moving in with Mr. W, I can understand why it can be better to live with your SO before…anyways…
His grandmother found out we were looking for an apartment together and her reaction to her daughter (my boyfriend’s mom) was “Well, I don’t approve.”
I give boyfriend’s mom a lot of credit for this because she basically told her mother that it’s not up to her to approve and many of her own children (boyfriend’s aunts and uncles) lived with their SO before marriage as well.
The reason I’m posting this is because I’m a little upset. I don’t have much family of my own left and I don’t want to lose boyfriend’s grandmother over something so trivial. I feel bad enough as is, because I’m going against what I taught, but I need a roommate and it’s better to go with someone I trust than some stranger. And, what if she shuns us or something silly like that?
Ugh, I’m sorry for the rant, but I can’t really discuss this with boyfriend right now. I just feel like a brazen hussy because I chose cohabitation.
Thoughts?
Now, a little bit of obscure background information. I’ve been dating Mr. Wooden for awhile. I’ve also been living with him and his parents/siblings for over half a year now (No other living options due to some unfortunate decisions that were made). We’ve made the decision that moving out is optimal, because, as his mother says, “How long can a person live in someone’s living room.” (They’ve been fabulous to me in my time of need. Gave me my own room aka the living room and Mr. Wooden has a room he shares with his younger brother).
Now, I wasn’t too happy having to move in with him, because I do support the living separately until marriage crowd. Then again, after moving in with Mr. W, I can understand why it can be better to live with your SO before…anyways…
His grandmother found out we were looking for an apartment together and her reaction to her daughter (my boyfriend’s mom) was “Well, I don’t approve.”
I give boyfriend’s mom a lot of credit for this because she basically told her mother that it’s not up to her to approve and many of her own children (boyfriend’s aunts and uncles) lived with their SO before marriage as well.
The reason I’m posting this is because I’m a little upset. I don’t have much family of my own left and I don’t want to lose boyfriend’s grandmother over something so trivial. I feel bad enough as is, because I’m going against what I taught, but I need a roommate and it’s better to go with someone I trust than some stranger. And, what if she shuns us or something silly like that?
Ugh, I’m sorry for the rant, but I can’t really discuss this with boyfriend right now. I just feel like a brazen hussy because I chose cohabitation.
Thoughts?
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