By the end of this month, it will have been an entire year that D and I have been traveling together. That’s almost a whole year of being in each other’s faces 24/7. I can’t believe we haven’t ditched each other in a foreign country yet.
Because we really get on each other’s nerves
a lot most of the time. After so long of being together day in and day out, certain habits become increasingly annoying, and then we get excessively crabby with each other over inconsequential stuff.
D hates when I kick/step on him while walking, or when I ask him questions I can easily google, or when I leave the door open and let the AC escape, or when I blog or read on my Kindle app in bed while he’s trying to sleep.
I’m not as disparaging, but I hate that he’s such a bed hog. He argues that since he’s twice my size, he should get 2/3 of the bed. He’ll roll his body over until I’m relegated to only a tiny sliver of the bed, while he happily sprawls out. Many times, I’ll be rudely awoken in the middle of the night by him shoving me if I’ve encroached on “his space” during my sleep.
And don’t even get me started on his farts that make me choke and gasp for fresh air. He thinks it’s funny to purposely aim them towards me.
“You are so disgusting,” I’d say. “I can’t believe I love you.”
“And you’re just always right there, being all clumsy and annoying. For forever,” he’d moan.
Traveling as a couple and trying to create a life together is not all fun and games. And when you’re stuck with someone in just one room all the time, there is no escape.
A few months back, due to some weird happenstance, we found a crazy good deal on a two bedroom apartment on Boracay that was actually cheaper and closer to the beach than most single bedrooms. We quickly booked it, even though it was bigger than we need.
But towards the end of our time in Singapore, as frustrations with each other escalated, that extra bedroom started to look very attractive. And by the time we arrived on Boracay, we couldn’t wait to have some separation.
The first night was awesome. I set up my things in my own dresser and nightstand, sprawled out across the bed, blogged, and then read my book for as long as I wanted.
In the morning, we both agreed that we had one of the most restful nights in forever.
The second night was just as good. After staying up late reading to my heart’s content, I drifted off to sleep. The next thing I knew, my bedrooms lights were on and D’s frame filled the doorway.
“There are bugs,” he cried, sounding panicky.
“Hrmmmm?” I mumbled.
“There was a bug crawling on me! While I was sleeping! And there’s one out here too. A big one! Can you help me kill it?”
“Huh? What time is it?”
“A little after five. Just come out here and help me kill it!”
“No! Get out of my room! I’m going back to sleep!” I pulled the covers over my face.
In the morning, we dealt with the unwanted critters. We spent a lovely day exploring a local market, eating seafood, and swimming in the ocean. We were in sync again.
That night, D said he wanted to sleep with me in my room. “I’m scared of the bugs,” he admitted.
“It’s fine. They’re gone now.”
“Then can you come sleep in my room with me?”
“I dunno… I kinda like having my own room now.”
“But… I miss you…”
So I grabbed my pillows and moved all my stuff out of my room and into his.
Of course, as soon as we became a one-bedroom unit again, we hated each other again. I got mad at him for having the AC up so high that I shivered all night. And in turn, he yelled at me for lighting up the room with my laptop while he’s trying to sleep. But when I suggested moving back into my room, he adamantly rejected the notion.
“You can’t even last three nights without me,” I teased.
“I know!” D groaned. “This sucks! Is this love?”
Is this love? When you’re with someone 24/7 to the point where you can hardly stand each other, but the minute you’re apart, you want to be together again? When you’d rather deal with the a thousand little ways you aggravate each other, than not have them?
If so, then I feel so lucky that I’ve found it. And I’ll take all of it, every single irritating and stinky bit. :)