I have literally just moved in with my boyfriend. My story is a bit different to the norm because we were in an LDR. We had been discussing it since last October. At the end of this month we'll have been together for 2 years, we'd been lobg distance from the start with me in London and him in Leeds. I finished uni in May and started work at an airport on a six month contract. My boyfriend is a police officer. We talked a lot about living together, who would move, how it would work, considered the ups and downs. In the end we decided I would move, partly because it was easier for me to as I was younger, I was on a fixed term contract for work and my boyfriend had already three to establish his career. I wouldn't mind moving up, I like the area I was more than happy to move. We've been on holiday twice, once for 12 days another for 4. We've done long weekends away together and because it was in LDR we would try and spend as much time together for as long as possible. We would spend days together at a time rather than hours which would have been the case if we were close distance.
We were both doing shift work, long hours and totally opposite shift patterns. It was so hard to see each other but made it work, I did most of the travelling mainly because he's got his own place but it was hard work finishing a night shift, getting no sleep whatsoever and travelling up. We discussed moving in together in March and we decided that at the start of May i'd move up and move in.
It was one of the most terrifying decisions I've ever had. So many thoughts running through my head, panicking if it was the right thing, was it too quick, wondering if he was ready for it, whether we were both ready, what would happen if it didn't work. On top of all that I had to leave my job. I absolutely loved my job. I loved the people I worked with and the pay was fantastic for a first job, really amazing. I had been told I'd be good at the next level up and that I should apply. I'd be giving all that up to move and live only on my saving until I found a job. I knew that if I wasn't thinking about both the positive and negative sides of the relationship when living together I knew I shouldn't do it because it would mean I'd be going into it head first without considering the various different situation and events that might happen. Regarding the job? I had to just take the risk. I knew it would be lot easier to look for jobs when I move up and it isn't something Ihaddreamed up doing but I knew I'd be happy tostay and progress. I simply had to take a chance, nothing more.
I've been here for just over three weeks so far. It still feels like a visit so far. I'm enjoying it, it's so much fun to be able to be with each other, especially after the distance. I'm bored during the times he's at work however I've been productive looking for jobs and even have myself an interview next week. I feel a little isolated because I don't know the area well but I'm taking myself out and exploring. Nor do I know many people up here at all, hopefully that'll change once I get a job.
Because I moved into his place it doesn't feel like ours. Regardless of how long we're here for it will always feel like his because he's already established himself here and got his routine and everything the way he likes it. Once I have a job we're planning on looking for somewhere else to move to make it both ours. I can't wait for that. I've not found anything particularly irritating yet to be honest, I'm sure there will be things that bug me but not so much just yet. I love being able to learn and know more about him because we live together, I'm finding out new and interesting things about him which I really enjoy. Unfortunately because of his job he is often late home, that can sometimes be disappointing because he's often so tired but I know it's not his fault at all and he works so very hard. I know he. Was particularly concerned about things becoming 'routine' and boring; I told him to an extent it will because there has to be and I think in time he'll adjust and get use to it and enjoy it. We have plenty of things lined up to break it up. Chores? Well because I'm jobless I'm doing them. I'm more than happy to because it gives me something to do while he's working. As and when I get a job I doubt we'll have the need to set out a rota of who does what and when, seems childish to me. We have the attitude if it needs doing, do it. At the moment he is paying the bills because they will hardly change with me here, yet I would've hated it if i couldn't contribute at all so I made him make a deal with me where I pay for the food shopping. When I am able to contribute more I will be. He will be earning more than me so I'm not sure how exactly we'll do the bills, whether he pays for the rent and I do the utilities for example but we'll decide on something that works for us.
It's still early days but I'm looking forward to what's to come.