I recently heard someone say that living with your significant other during college is not “real” life, living with your partner during college is just playing house. Also that college isn’t the real world and that the four years we spend at college are spent doing whatever the f*** we want without any consequences. Well I’m calling bullshit on all of it.
Let me preface this post with a little background information. Eight months ago I moved in with my boyfriend of two years, Mitch. It was terrifying, stressful, and so very exciting all at the same time. The decision to move in together was about a nine month process, then finally two months before move-in day we signed the lease. I was so giddy and delusional for two months until the day we moved all of our stuff in. Once we got it all inside and sat down I began to freak out. I was thinking, “What the hell did I just get myself into? There is no turning back now. I am TRAPPED.” After a few inhales and exhales and I was able to except the fact that I had just made one of the biggest decisions of my life without batting an eye. Through the good times and the bad, I’m happy to say we’re still together and we are both happy to have made this huge step in our relationship.
Stepping back to what I heard about couple playing house in college, that is certainly NOT the case with me. Some couple may have sleepovers every night and practically live together, but people like myself are actually running a house in college, paying bills, taking care of kids, (my dog in my instance :P) and working multiple jobs. Let me confirm that we are not playing house, this girl RUNS her own house and does it like a boss.
Now some people may have it easy and get financial help from their parents through college and never have to work so they have an exponential amount of time on their hands, but most of us modern college kids are working multiple jobs, involved in student organizations, volunteering, dating, playing sports, socializing AND god forbid doing homework! Of all my closest friends do at least seven out of the eight things I just listed, I however do all eight. I’m not intending to brag here but students need more credit where its due.
I think I’m going to go have myself a glass of wine to celebrate putting up with Mitch’s crazy habits for eight months and for witnessing all the gross things boys… Use your imagination.