I thought that living apart from my boyfriend would be the most difficult part of our relationship and that if we could overcome that, we could get through anything. When we first started dating we were long distance, and it was almost impossible to get time together just us two. I still lived at home, so when he came to visit we were constantly monitored by my parents. I don’t think they were horribly suffocating on purpose, I just think that they genuinely loved him and wanted to see him just as much as I did. We knew that we had to get a place together as soon as he got a job in town. A short 8 months later, he found a job in the area and we found a great apartment. Turns out the most difficult part of a relationship is learning the dynamics of living with your significant other and living with their quirks. For example, the thermostat is a constant point of bickering, and that was only through the summer months. Now that winter is hitting I am anticipating a whole new set of negotiations. At my parent’s I used to turn the temperature up to 75 degrees to keep comfortable. Dan says that a furnace should keep you comfortable at 68 degrees in the winter, which to me means we might as well plan to die of frostbite in a few short weeks when the temperature really drops. And no, I am not being dramatic. I am very particular with my heating and cooling preferences and that is just one of my quirks that he is going to have to live with because I will not budge on this one thing. He can have his Yankees poster hung up in the living room. For now.