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Yep, I've been labeled. I'm now someone's girlfriend. This is a good thing. We've been together for mmmm, at least a month now, known each other for four years (kind of. too hard to explain at the moment), it's time to tell the world.
It's been a few months, having someone in my life that is. This time it's different. Or maybe it's just because it's new. Who knows?
I'm not used to having someone "do" for me. I'm the one that is usually doing the "doing". (my god does that even make sense?) That's not a bad thing either, I mean, in my marriage I was a stay at home mom, so I did for my kids and I did for my husband. While former grew up and latter worked.
I've been on my own for over a year now, and I've grown accustomed to "doing" for myself be it housework, or putting things together or fixing shit.
My boyfriend (it almost says weird saying it or writing it for some reason) does for me. It almost seems unreal. He cooks for me (did I mention he's a chef? There goes my diet), he help me clean the kitchen, he put up my Christmas lights, changed light bulbs, wrapped my pipes. In my moments of utter neuroticy (I made that word up), he calms me down and makes me take a moment to breathe.
So there it is. Megan Messina Bostic is in a relationship (picture the Facebook red heart next to that statement). So far, so good.
Oh, two more things. Don't forget about my
contest on Facebook. You can win a bunch of Never Eighteen swag and a signed ARC.
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