I Love You. Now, Please Go Home

I had lunch the other day with my ex, Jay. We've remained friends and always have a good time "catching up" over food and drink. He had a brief marriage in his 20s, but has been single (and a very active bachelor) ever since. I, of course, have been single... well, forever.

He started telling me about how, lately, he's become very protective of his living space. Even though he has the room, he's really not that fond of having visitors stay for very long. He was a little apologetic about this...until I slapped him a high five. I totally got it.

My place, a one-bedroom apartment, is only big enough for one person (and her cute lil dog). I say this even though there are a number of couples in my building who happily live in apartments of the same size. But I, too, suffer from the same affliction that Jay has. When it comes to overnight guests, you can spend one night here, but you're pushing it with two. And this is true no matter who it is. It is true for people I love, whose company I enjoy, and am happy to see. But I want you to go home.

You see, I have mastered the art of living-alone. Read more: http://www.thespinsterliciouslife.com/2011/10/i-love-you-now-please-go-home.html