Okay nobody talks about this honestly so I’m going to get straight to the point. Money and relationships. Money in relationships. Who pays for what? Do we go dutch? Does he pay for everything? I have apparently been getting the short end of the stick according to my friends. For most of my relationships I’ve gone half on everything. I didn’t mind this at university (because the struggle is real) but now I feel that it should be different, here’s my story…
I was recently trying to arrange a time to meet up with a friend which proves impossible when you’re both trying to adult. We then decided on a time after her race but I knew she’s not a runner so I was like ‘you go girl’. She then continued to inform me her boyfriend is the runner and has been motivating her. Which is great of course…but I hate running with my melons so it would be a no-no for me. Nonetheless it made me think…I DO NOT miss that. I do not miss caring about what someone else cares about.
Uber on the way, my phones charging, I know I didn’t put on this dress for nothing. Here’s hoping this date is worth my time and make-up. I mean I don’t put on make-up for just anything anymore. Hello boy, I feel that if I have actually made an effort to get out of my warm bed and brushed my hair you best have one hell of a personality and look like you got dressed by a stylist or I’m going to be upset for the next week that I wasted my new Mac eye shadow on your boring ass.
Scene 1: The build up
The weeks running up to my 30th were not entirely pretty. I did not want to celebrate my birthday, period. I was about in denial about my birthday as Jay-Z and Beyonce about us knowing the twins names. No plans were being made other than my best friend flying in to spend the weekend with me.