A guy I used to work with and I would often have a "one house, separete wings, DMZ in the middle" discussion. We both thought that would just be an ideal set-up. I still do. He got married after I left... I wonder whether he got his wish.
The King of Cups expects a picnic. But this is not his birthday!
Drusilla ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 46: The FIGHTIN' 46
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
JenP - Aug 31, 2006 11:19:55 am PDT #5458 of 10001
§ ita § - Aug 31, 2006 11:21:50 am PDT #5459 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I can't imagine sharing my space with a boyfriend. However, I've done so many things I can't imagine (and missed out on some I thought were sure things) that I have no idea about how well I might adapt to that happenstance.
Nora Deirdre - Aug 31, 2006 11:26:04 am PDT #5460 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I don't have too much of an issue sharing space with TomW... we're both pretty low key when we are on the same floor/in the same room, most of the time. The house has three floors and in decent weather, a backyard so that we can take our private time pretty easily.
However, when my friend moves into the third floor bedroom (temporarily) things may be a bit different... I'm a little nervous, actually.
msbelle - Aug 31, 2006 11:28:28 am PDT #5461 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I can totally see, and have suggested on several occassions, sharing a house with friends and/or family. Seperate living spaces and maybe entrances would be key.
Typo Boy - Aug 31, 2006 11:29:28 am PDT #5462 of 10001
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
I once knew a couple who did the "neighboring condos" things. Seemed to work well. His name was "Clint Wayne" which since he really was a macho type (ex special forces) always cracked me up.
Vortex - Aug 31, 2006 11:29:32 am PDT #5463 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
I think that for most people, it's not so much of an issue of space for private time, but the willingness of a partner to leave them alone.
sarameg - Aug 31, 2006 11:35:32 am PDT #5464 of 10001
My mom talks about when she moved in with her sisters in CA, she discovered that they were way the hell too chipper first thing in the morning (this is funny because my mom is a bona fide morning person.) It nearly came to blows before they figured out not to talk to her for at least an hour after she got up. Difference from the family home was that it was a farm and everyone had specific chores that pretty much kept them busy first thing.
Of course, she did not apply this lesson to me. It took until ( well....she still slips up) these days for her accept that I cannot and will not converse, or for that matter even comprehend, first thing in the morning.
msbelle - Aug 31, 2006 11:37:48 am PDT #5465 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I HAVE ICE CREAM!
tommyrot - Aug 31, 2006 11:38:37 am PDT #5466 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I SCREAM FOR ICE CREAM!
Lee - Aug 31, 2006 11:39:20 am PDT #5467 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
wench.