Honey, I’m home!

Co-worker and I have been living together for about five days now and it’s going great. This is something I could absolutely live with. Even though I was afraid it was going to be weird, it’s not. Yesterday my parents were in town and we went to the theatre. Co-worker stayed at home to work on his philosophypaper. Then, we made pizza and sat on my bed watching old episodes of The Office (US). He’s great! He helps cooking, he makes tea, he does the dishes. Arghh… I’ll miss him…

One thing that isn’t so grat is that his father (my boss) has told him not to speak with me that much at work. Co-worker told me Friday. It wasn’t like I didn’t see it coming. I has my suspicions. I know this shouldn’t be bothering me, but it is. There is an perfect explanation:his father (my boss) is Muslim and even though he has lived here for 30 years, he still doesn’t want his kids to date someone white. I understand that. I really do, but I cannot help but taking it personally. I know my boss is quite fond of me. He has given me new responsibilities at work and I recently got a raise. He has also said in person that he was very glad to have me as an employee. I know I shouldn’t be reacting this way, but I get the feeling that I do a great job, yet, I am not good enough to date his son. And I will most likely never be simply because I am white and not Muslim. Sure I can be a good person, but I would have been a even better person if I were a Muslim. I am troubled… I think I have issues not being good enough…

Just for the record, co-worker doesn’t think that way. He is very Muslim light as he would never ask his girlfriend to convert to Islam. He also takes a glass of wine or scotch whenever he wants to, he never does Ramadan and he thinks religion should be something private. Because of his choice of living this way, he is not really on good therms with his parents. He moved out against their will and they don’t know that he is living at my place…

Love Mandy

What the h… was I thinking?!?

To make a long story short, co-worker is moving in with me in two days. It is nothing permanent. He was going to rent a new apartment, but the Spaish guy who lives there doesn’t speak English so there was some misunderstanding about when he was supposed to move out. Co-worker therefore found himself without a place to live until the 13th. AT work sunday, he seemed a bit frustrated. He is generally a very nice guy, so it’s quite easy to see when something bothers him. I asked and he told me about his precaire livingsituation. I aksed him if he had a place to sleep that night and he told me he was crashing on a friend’s coach. There are three bedrooms in my apartment and one of them is empty so I said that if he needes a place to sleep, he could come to my place. He looked at me a bit perplex and I think it troubled him a little. Yesterday, he called and took me up on the offer. He is moving in on Thursday. I am REALLY looking foreward to it. I hope it won’t be a disaster. 

Love Mandy

Help! A boy is living with me!

I just came home from vacation and guess what, now a boy is living in my apartment. It is not like I did not knew he was coming, I agreed as he is a childhood friend of mine, but how could I forget how difficult it can be living with a boy. Now my whole place is a mess. I am okay with cleaning and stuff, but if I am going to do that, I have to really be in love. Moreover, the sex just have to be great. The boy who is living with me, is not that kind of material at all. We have been friends for a long time and I have never even wanted to go down that road. Anyway, it could be nice to have a man in the house I could get quite familiar with… or no, I would not have him living at my place. Just have him here from time to time 😛

Love Mandy