The Invasion of the Little Things

Some interesting changes seem to be occuring around Casa de Lainey lately.  It started out small with a gallon of freshly brewed iced tea taking up permanent residence in my refrigerator.  I don't drink iced tea.  I never have, though I did brew the batch in the fridge right now. 

Next, a comb, a tooth brush, and a strange brand of toothpaste appeared on my bathroom sink.  I should say a second comb and toothbrush, as my girlie purple comb and electric toothbrush are still there, but have been joined by new, manly versions of the same.  Then, a pair of sneakers and a gym bag took up residence on the floor by the far side of my bed.  They don't seem to be bothering anything.  They're just hanging out, taking up space I wasn't really using for anything else.  All of these items just started magically appearing recently and I'm not quite sure what to make of it.

This magically appeared one day and hasn't left.

How did this get here?  I'm a Colgate girl!

Even more interesting, a box of cannolis is currently sitting on the top shelf of my refrigerator.  Don't get me wrong! I love cannolis, but they don't really jive with my current diet.  Finally, a strange bottle of shampoo has appeared in my master bathroom shower.  These last two I find the most interesting because I purchased the cannolis and the shampoo.  Not for me, but for someone who has been slowly but surely worming his way into my heart and apparently my house.

Okay, I admit it. 
I brought this into my "No Junk Food Allowed" house.

That's right!  My honey is starting to get comfy around my house.  He doesn't ask before he takes off his shoes, anymore.  He gets his own beverages from the fridge, though I still try to beat him to the punch on that one when I can.  He's leaving things around that indicate he's planning on being around in the mornings (which probably has something to do with the fact that he's spent a few nights at my place now). 

At first, I wasn't sure how I felt about this.  Yes, absolutely I want him to feel comfortable at my place.  It just takes a bit of adjusting when you walk into a bathroom at a formerly all-girl house and find the toilet seat up.  He's learned not to do that now.  I mentioned how odd it was to walk into my bathroom and see that, so he started putting the seat down AND closing the lid which made me laugh.  Now, the seats down and the lids up, just the way I like it. 

This is not a normal sight in an all-girl household!

But, I'm starting to think I must like it because I keep making new gallons of iced tea.  I texted to find out what kind of shampoo I should add to my shower caddy.  Plus, the ultimate sign that I like having him over at my place - I cleared out two drawers in my dresser so he'd have someplace besides a gym bag on my floor to put his stuff.

It is at this point that a certain man who has been reading over my shoulder would like me to clarify a few points.  My honey would like to let the record show that I went with him to get the gym bag full of clothes and that it didn't magically appear from parts unknown.  I was fully aware of and participated in its arrival.  No sneak attack there.  It was a step we agreed on and took together.  He would also like you to know that the toothbrush, toothpaste, and comb arrived with the gym bag, not separately (only the deodorant arrived separately as he forgot it when he packed the gym bag).  He also objects to the title of this blog, as you can't be invading if you were invited and he doesn't want the term "little" associated with him in any way. :)

There's another interesting change.  Having someone ask me to revise and edit my blogging before I even post it.  For the record, I didn't change a word.  I just added his thoughts on the matter separately in the paragraph above.  My writing is not something up for debate or discussion.  Just call me "independent", but that is definitely a blog for later.