I did it
I did it. I asked Brian to move in with me. Yes, I know it's crazy, just about as crazy as me buying this old three-bedroom Victorian three years ago. But I've got the space, and things have been going so amazingly between us. Here's the even crazier part, he said yes. He actually said he had thought about it, but was afraid to ask because he wasn't sure if that's what I wanted. A year ago, I would have agreed with him. Sharing my space, heck, my life with anyone seemed like a lost cause. But Brian just gets me. And he's stayed by me, even through the Karen fiasco and Manny's untimely appearances. Any man who puts up with that kind of drama must care. I'll be emptying a closet and cleaning out a few drawers over the weekend, and I couldn't be happier.
Got the man, now I just got to win over his mother. Would have made things go over a lot more smoothly at Thanksgiving if he had told her about me. But that's just Brian - he doesn't seem to see things like race or color. So, our initial meeting was a shock for her. But I'm sure once she comes to the house and sees how Brian and I fit so well together, she fall in love with me just as much as I've fallen in love with her son. Maybe we can invite Arden and Damien over as well, and we can have a nice family gathering for dinner. That is, as long as I don't cook.

