This Fish Needs A Bicycle

I gave someone a drawer once. That was huge. Her pajamas and sinus meds and such. It was a cute little reminder of her when she wasn't around. It's a good thing, when you're up for it.

The ex-wife's closet was in the master bedroom. Mine was in the other bedroom. I didn't mess hers up, and she didn't try and straighten mine up. Worked quite well, actually.

Ah, but the question is: will you be able to share your bed?

I vote for the separate closets as well. My husband is not the obsessive compulsive neat freak that I am (in fact, he is FAR from it), but we manage. He is tolerant and I just keep adjusting the place mats so they fit perfectly squarely on the dining room table.

It's ALL about 90-degree angles!

Organized by sleeve length?

You know it ;) Not 88, not 91, but NINETY.

The biggest question of all is can you compromise with the space inside your head. If he does not reside there a tooth brush in the med chest or his own block won't even matter.

Throw away the tape measure

i have given up a small section of my closet before, and even THAT was a stretch. but if he's worth it -- compromise is worth it. :)

The thing is, once you mentally cross the line from "mine" to "ours," you want "mine" to be "ours."

And then you go out together and get a place that is "ours." And then you go and make a life that is "ours," and kids that are "ours." And then you have problems that are "ours," and triumphs that are "ours," and sorrow that is "ours," and joy that is "ours." Sooner or later, you can't imagine "mine" anymore, because you both are each other's.

Now that's true love. Not many seem to find it nowadays.

Sharing is better...I have this arrangment with my fiance. She does all the organizing and straightening, I actually deal with the dirt, doing the scrubbing, vacuuming, santizing, dish washing. It works out great, because I hate to straighten up, but love to clean and she gets to save her manicure. This is a good general arrangement, because the girl gets to make sure the chairs legs are on the right squares of the dinning room rug and act generally like the OC controlling freak that most of you are (only when it comes to feng-shi or whatever), and the boy gets to use tools such as the vaccum, dishwasher, toilet brush, and swifter.

I'm going to try to make this a short comment and save the long compulsive stuff for my own blog but will say this: I live for my "clean our closet day"(at least once a week). I especially love organizing "his" side of the closet so I can put it in order by type/length/color. Ooh the goodness! :)

Worth making space? I dunno. It took an IKEA Leksvik wardrobe to bring us back from the brink.

My closet is organized in exactly the same way! I thought I was the only one...

hell yeah, sleeve-length organization! OCD-sufferers unite! (but the suffering is a result of others' disorganization, hehe.)

Well now, you and Greek have something in common. You both hate to share!

sharing is great, don't cha know?

My closet's half empty just waiting for the day.

I wish. My closet's half full of a bunch of crap that I would never claim. It's all HIS.

I remember the days of when mine was just mine. Now mine is mine, and my kids....oh yea and the jerk of a better half I have. Gosh I wish I could have those days back sometimes.

not that i am qualified... to judge anything more than a post-it note...but, fishie this is a realy nice good read. nice nice nice good good good...you pulled us in, made us look...then look closer and close our eyes and pucker up and you kissed us right on the lips...or punched us right in the mouth, depending on our point of view.
clap clap clap clap.....
Rp.

I like "Mines."

I actually used to share with abandon, until repeated rebuffing reduced me to permanent "no, that's MINE" status (actually, it was a roommate from hell, but who cares).

My mom told me, though, that every time you think you get your life all organized into little neat boxes, somebody is going to come along and tip over your boxes, and then what will you do?

While the idea of putting everything back in order sounded good, it occurred to me that letting somebody else help reorg everything (or not) was much more fun.

Anyway, I still straighten other people's pictures (I do my own, too). :)

I once took a quiz on Spark.com that said (contrary to reality) that I was a man. Apparently here is another place I share the typical male behaviors. I have a really messy closet. I always have. It does drive my more OCD hubby crazy. But we learn to ignore those things that make us moderately insane and only concentrate on the biggies.

As your last line predicts, you still have your "mine" phases when you're happily paired up, but often, it comes when you're lying there, having woken up early, staring at his sleeping face with eyelashes curled on cheek and soft (cute) snores.

I think if women obsess too much with the closets & organization, we get stuck in the "you clean it, you care about it" mode, and then you find yourself a Stepford Wife. Sometimes, you gotta just let it go. :)

I just moved in to my boyfriend's house this past weekend, and I offered to put all my things in the spare bedroom closet... I didn't stop to realize it was because I would otherwise live with a constant need to clean it. You're absolutely right- color and sleeve-length organization is a must!

One other thing we can't compromise on... peanut butter. We will forever be a two peanut butter household. Low-fat creamy Jif for me (yum!) and Crunchy Skippy for him.

BUT I do have to admit, that it's pretty wonderful to see BOTH of our bathrobes hanging on the back of the bathroom door... to see my books mixed in with his books... my desk in the same office as his desk... It's not all mine, but it's one of the warmest, most wonderful feelings I've ever had.

Kim also likes Robotnik's fiction--yet ANOTHER typical male preference.

You are so right about your space and what a great feeling that is. The thought of losing that is a difficult one to embrace, but for the right person, you are right, it would be worth it. Nice entry. :)

Boy can I relate to this one, except that in my situation, I'm the one who had room cleared for. I get 1/2 a closet and 1/2 a bed, but we never seem to have enough spoons.

I may be your Mr. Right. Your Knight on the White Horse. Your Lover. I have sent you e-mail to both addresses I know of, Times and here.

God's Love,