Away...

I went to visit my dad and brother for 11 days. From the 11th of Feb to the 22nd. And it was okay. I hung out with my older sister on both weekends. She has a new boyfriend that I had to meet. And my cousin was visiting on the first weekend. So that was really nice. Catching up with everybody and hanging out.
He-who-makes-sure-i-don't-forget-meals came over for the second weekend. That was really nice. Because we both realized that for the first 2 days it's kinda weird being separated; then on days 3 to 5 it's kinda nice and you're kind of relived not to have to be considerate of someone else; but finally on days 6 and 7 we get kinda bored without the other and we start to mope. So in future the plan is to only be separated for 6 to 8 days. Because anything longer than that is just not what we want to tolerate. Maybe someday we'll need that breathing space. But right now we're still kinda in the siamese-twin phase. And we're both still amazed at how easy it is to share a home with each other. I like having him come home (or sometimes me coming home to him). And he still likes coming home to me.
Right after I got back from my dad's i caught a cold. Including fever and full body pain. And my valiant nurse went out (despite an ear-infection) to get me a kid's-bubble-bath against colds from the pharmacy.

Oh! Today we went and withdrew some money from our joint account together. It was with considerable elation that we put the card into the ATM and the machine that prints out your account balance.

On that happy note I am going to make myself some tea and go to bed. I still have the cold. Though I smell of eucalyptus and menthol now. And that is somewhat comforting.

Finances

This morning we went to the bank and opened up a joint bank account. Well, not really. The account is in his name but I have full access rights to it and my own cash card, too.

Now I’ve written letters to the electricity and gas people telling them that the account they will be receiving payments from has changed. It’s all so exciting! I’ll be able to pay the groceries without him feeling bad and then paying me approximate sums back. I won’t feel bad because I contribute to water, gas, electricity, and internet bills. And we are now a financial unit. Well… he pays his cellphone bills and I pay mine and he pays his computer stuff and I pay my stuff. But the big grown-up things get paid from the joint account and it feels good.

There was a weird moment when the bank teller asked us whether we were married and later when she asked whether we already had a date for the wedding. But we had more important things to discuss this evening: his boss told him that he has to make up his mind by tomorrow, regarding whether he wants to stay in the department he’s at or whether he wants to get transferred to this other department. We’ve discussed it now and I think he’s still contemplating what to do. I still go to university, so right now might be the last time he can change his life and mine won’t be terribly affected because I’m still relatively free. I’m just waiting for the moment this evening when I can see him relax a little. Then I’ll know that he’s made up his mind and he’s happy with his choice.