The throes of domesticity

We have now settled into the New Year and it would seem a little bit more comfortable in our domestic life. We have entertained a couple of friends with great success and because it's summer we shall be utilising the balcony for more of these little get togethers. After a while though I couldn't help but feel that the relationship had become too comfortable (even though it's been only two years).

To remedy this the Summer of Romance ( and Adventure) is still in effect, Ivoire showered me with gifts for everyday of the weekend a couple of weekends ago which was very sweet and we finally hit the beach to water test the birthday pressie (the bodyboard) with much fun and questionable success.

As part of our growth as a couple and Christians we have also embarked on finding our hearts by reading a 2 in 1 book by husband and wife team John and Stasi Eldredge (the highly recommended Wild at Heart for men and Captivating for women).

We will start documenting our journey, it's funny I always thought that culture would be a hurdle to tackle but I think at the moment religion is going to be a very challenging hurdle. I am Catholic and Ivoire is Pentecostal and we attend Catholic mass but he won't become one, I don't want to push him even though I would like our children to be raised Catholics, and I am hoping this book will help in bringing this topic in the open and resolve it. As I do not know how to bring it up at the moment having done so before without success.

New place blues

(the comfy couch - never mind the mess)

I have never not gotten on with a landlord, just like I have never not gotten on with my teachers (somewhat of a teacher’s pet) so it comes as a shock to me when I feel as though our new landlords are not pleasant with us because we when we initially moved in the place was not clean and we agreed I could clean it and take it off the rent which caused a wee bit of a drama.

The telephone line is apparently connected but it’s not working and this of course is delaying the connection of the all important Internet...
It’s all so trying considering that I am suffering from homesickness, I am it seems missing the student accommodation, granted it got on my nerves staying there at times, sharing the fridge and people not putting away dishes etc etc and now Ivoire and I have own place where we can walk around in the nude (we are closet nudists) and the cost is snarky landlords...ah well.

I am focusing on the good bits like because Ivoire’s work place is within walking distance he comes home on days I am not working and I fix him lunch...homemaking and of course we get to walk around naked.

During a moment of introspection I realised the challenges Ivoire and I have had to face in the almost 2 years we have been dating (anniversary is New Year’s day), from him leaving for England for 6 months to helping pay my uni fees and I thought that we had become bogged down by everyday life that we were forgetting to nurture our love more, (we do but I think we ca do more), anyway I have decided to declare this a Summer of Love and there shall be games afoot.

He of course knows nothing of this...yet.

The new place (and the most comfy couch)

So the move has been completed just as we head into the final stretch of my uni trimester, yay!! Well it should be ‘Yay, ‘but yesterday as I went back to the uni for my last lecture I passed by the old place and I felt as though something was amiss, I was not going to be spending the night there...the 1st place I called home ever since I moved t Australia. I think I now understand why so many people do not leave or 50% of those who do come back. It’s not because the rent’s dirt cheap and you have no bills, it’s because it’s a security blanket especially after 2.5 years of living there, and there are always people around you.
I like the place we are in (apart from the landlords which would be the 1st time I have never gotten on with my landlord), Ivoire comes home early and we have heaps of privacy and lots of fridge space but I still miss the familiarity of my old place and my shower.

Buying furniture has put a dent in our savings though we would have to do it now or when we bought a place...either way we were going to spend that money but that doesn’t mean I am happy about it. I am consoling myself with the knowledge that we have the comfiest couch in the world!! Seriously this couch is so comfy that when you sit down you won’t ever want to get up, Ivoire has almost been late for work this whole week.

We have air cons in the bedrooms for the summer; Yay:) There is a possibility of getting a huge electricity bill, nay:(. I am in love with the kitchen hopefully I will get time during the holidays to make aphrodisiac desserts (after all the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach and I am the Queen Bee of Desserts)...we have an eye level oven and microwave and a glass cooktop (I could go on).

I have been annoying, dropping rather *ahem* loud hints that I want to be romanced so I figure I am going to start the ball rolling by romancing Ivoire, any suggestions?

Important Note:
We still don’t have the internet connected so the posts are either done at work so they'll far between till we have internet.