The Merging

In moving into Alex's place, and having it become our place, several things have occured to me.

("What?" gasps the audience. "You're moving in?"
"Yes," replies our narrator. "You obviously haven't been paying attention or are coming into the movie late. Please to start at the beginning.")

Alex is quite right about us blending our lives together. I've been de facto living with her for the last several months anyway, and it's interesting. (In that good way!) I love how we've taken lots of stuff of mine and slipped it into places in the house where it will compliment the room or the decor (You should see the JFK picture in the living room!) and not throw off the original feeling of the room. However, I got a lot of $#!+ in my apartment...and while Alex loves some things that I had in my place (like my DaVinci), some things...well...to quote Buffy: "not so much..."

(I am a geek after all...)

Instead of throwing it out, I have carte blance (well, within reason) in my own room. And that's not unlike our relationship.

Both of our personalities and characters were pretty well formed when we met. And while we blend together nicely, we still remain our own persons. We both like who we are and we don't have to change major aspects of ourselves to fit with the other. I'm very glad about that - not just for me, but for Alex as well. I would hate to change drastcally who I am to be with someone and I don't want someone to change their entire personality for me. So not only was I lucky enough to find someone smart, funny, sweet, sexy and fun...but the fact that our personalities mesh so well is...well...Alex said it before...it's like winning the lottery.

A wise man once said "I am what I am and that's all that I am." Well, I am what I am...but now that's not all that I am.