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Primarily it really seems like talking-to one another, with and with the expectation of possibly painful

Two years ago we got fed up with the driving and onefter a lot of pissing and moaning, procrastination on my part and serious qualms, we made a joint decision for me to move to his house and for me to rent out my house. He has always lived in the bottom floor and rented out the main floor of a nice Craftsman house. I now live on the main floor! He has 2 cats who live downstairs and I have 3 who live upstairs. We adopted a dog last year who we share. We see each other during the day and have dinner together every night and I spend every Saturday night downstairs with him but otherwise sleep upstairs. Two years later, I love living like this. We each have our own spaces and privacy but he’s just 15 steps away. We know that we’re lucky to be able to do this. Most people who know us think it’s a brilliant modern solution for two independent people to share their lives. We’re not getting married anytime soon.

Your boyfriend try 60 and you are around 40 easily see that correct and that maybe a vital aspect. My partner and I become is comparable areas in life at 63 and 66.