It's always better when we're together.

And sometimes, in all honesty, it isn't.

Thomas and I have officially been living together for two weeks and two days.  So far, we haven't killed each other, but we have had a few bumps in the road.  We seem to bicker once I'm in a bad mood (and I do love to argue), and sometimes it escalates to more.  I really need to learn how to control my temper.  He really needs to learn how to not be so whiny.  And he really is - he whines.  It's almost like living with a five year old at times.  A lot of it stems from where he grew up, because in his household, being the biggest whiniest brat is the only surefire way to get attention (which is all sorts of depressing but I digress).

He has a habit of getting a really defensive tone with me, like a small child would if they were being pressed or argued with about something.  I can't stand it, because I'm dating a 22 year old man, not a four year old child.  Not to mention, half the time it's just something stupid I've said and he comes out with "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. -immediately corrects what I've said here-" (oh and did I mention he CONSTANTLY has to have the last word?), which immediately sets off my temper because I know I didn't do anything to get that kind of reaction.  Like I said, I need to stop flying off the handle, but sometimes I just can't help it.

He also has a habit of speaking passive aggressively (or really, he has a habit of BEING passive aggressive).  I don't really know how to set up an example to this one, but I can always tell when he's being passive aggressive, and it kills me.  I'm a very honest person.  Just come out with what you want to say, and I will completely respect you.  Beating around the bush annoys me to no end.  He also has an excessive spending habit,  but we're working on that.

Today is a short update, because I have somewhere to be.  My birthday is in five days, and I'm beyond excited!