Metamorphisis

We're doing it. J is moving in at the end of August. He's already starting to bring boxes over in his car and we're both working hard on cleaning out extraneous stuff to make way for the combination of our households. We've been doing a lot of talking while we've been preparing for this big change and both admit a to a little trepidation. J is the one taking on the greatest amount of risk. If we're not able to make it as a couple, he'll go back to square one, finding a place to live, moving once again, etc... We've agreed that the main impetus for moving in together can't be practicality, although hopefully it will minimally ease the money crunch for both of us to split living expenses. We are good together, supporting each other when needed, talking, laughing, enjoying movies and books, taking long walks comfortably hand in hand, sharing breakfast together. J loves cooking and it is so luxurious to sit down with some smooth jazz, candlelight, gaze into his beautiful brown eyes and enjoy the delicious omelet he's whipped up. We do have different interests and one of J's concerns is that he still won't have the time or the space to immerse himself in his creative projects, music, writing, etc... He's worked two jobs seven days a week for a very long time, but just the amount of time that we won't spend driving back and forth across town to see each other has to result in more free time. It may take a little while to find our balance. I've drifted farther away from my hiking than I like, but part of that is from all the cleaning and organizing my house requires to be ready for him to move in. He just admitted to me the other day that he doesn't like hiking in the summer, that he finds it too buggy and it makes him feel claustrophobic to be surrounded by all the green foliage. We're still learning about each other and it will take a while to become comfortable with our space and time.
Wish us luck!