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Our first place... At my new desk... Our breakfast nook- |
+Victor Ngo and I have moved out! Finally! After almost seven years of dating, traveling, family gatherings and an engagement- We finally did it!
And it's proving to be super eye opening for the both of us. (In a good way... for now at least... and let's hope it continues to be for example he makes the bed when I leave to work before him! I know no big deal for some but he gets me and knows that i can't function if my bed is unmade)
As mentioned earlier, we have been together for almost seven years (in May it'll be seven years)And we have traveled together for long periods of time, so we kinda knew each others nuisances.
And now we're getting to know more of them...hehehe...Like I'm a night owl and he's a senior citizen! And we like to cuddle so I'm forced to go to sleep earlier, which in perspective is a positive for me cause I get to sleep more.
He's learning just how meticulous I can be about framing, making the bed, cleaning, cooking, eating...etc.etc.etc. He's seen my OCD in action before but never as much as he's experiencing it now 24-7 and God Bless him - he hasn't complained once even when I kept on threatening to kill his fish.
Which brings me to my next point... he really likes his fish tank! Something new I have learned! I had one veto... and that was his fish tank but he made that face he makes and I couldn't say no... Well I could and I did but in the end he got the fish tank in! And now- he will literally just stand there and stare at the fish!
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I've caught him more than once, I figured get a picture. |
And now to the other reason why this transition has been eye opening... Our parents! We didn't deliver the news in the most smoothest or thoughtful of ways but we figured there would never be a right time or way to tell them.
At first, my parents, weren't too pysched about it! But after a conversation with my little brother, they were more accepting; My little brother spoke with my parents and told them they should be proud because this is Parents' job well done and with that said... in time, like 24hrs, my parents along with my nephew and our friend helped us move everything in one really really really rainy afternoon!
My dad cried and couldn't finish a sentence and my mom then washed my sheets (it's suppose to be good luck for a new place...) my daddy then helped build our bed frame and my parents have spent money they probably shouldn't be, buying us plates, bowls, a microwave, a cake stand, a plethora of little things we need here and there and last but not least pots and pans (That they had bought before they knew of our move because my parents were buying us stuff little by little so that we would have everything we needed after our wedding: (God bless them! Im tearing up...shit)
And yeah they give me a hard time but I honestly wouldn't have it any other way (Someone make sure to remind me of this when I'm freaking out over something my parents said- lol)
My future in laws have had a hard time as well and have given us a rice cooker (my boo is Asian y'all know he's gotta have his rice),utensils, glassware, veggie steamer, jack fruit, Soy-sub-zon (not sure if my enunciating that correctly) it's sausage with sticky rice.
And yesterday we had our parents over for some of my dad's bomb ass carne asada and while my future mom-in-law spoke with my mom,
She asked my mom, "Do you miss dear Lilly?"
My mom said, fighting back tears, "Of course...And you...miss Victor?"
Future mom-in-law says, fighting back tears and doing her best to maintain her 100watt smile, "Yes...hehehe"
So my mom concluded with, "I'm sad but more happy for them...If they're happy...I'm happy."
Tissues anyone... just saying folks... I need to budget kleenex into our wedding cause it's gonna be a down pour!
So with that said, we're ok with being our parents' babies in our late 20's and so our newest adventure continues! +Victor Ngo you are my greatest adventure!
Cut to 1:35 and watch... I can't stop crying! I LOVE Carl & Ellie!
'Til next Tuesday,
Toodles
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