I just need to be a sexy French Maid

{He made me smile with "Moving In Together" flowers. He made me wary with a 6:30am run}

After I announced The Dizzle and I moving in together, I found it pretty hilarious that about 99% of the tips and advice I got was to help prepare me for what I like to call: The Man Slob.

I got several warnings for the following situations:

Toilet seat will be left up.

Clothes will be left on the floor.

He will not do the dishes.

He won't put things back in the right place.

...

Friends, the reason why I laugh is because you all should be warning him about me.

For basically all of those things.

Except the toilet.

I think I can manage to pee with the seat down. We'll see.

Anyway, after Monday's post, The Dizzle wanted to make sure it was made very clear 

"who the clean one is in this relationship."

Okay, okay, it's him! He's so gosh darn CLEAN!

I don't know what his mother did, but boy did she raise him right!

He hangs up his wet towels.

He cleans dirty dishes (the same night after cooking!).

He puts that dang toilet seat down after every pee sesh.

He makes the bed every.single.morning.

He does the laundry and then, get this, puts his clothes away!

Not 2 weeks later. But THAT DAY!

I'm astounded! I'm impressed!

But mostly, I'm anxiety ridden.

Why?

Because I was a spoiled rotten child who had cleaning ladies come to my home every Friday to pick up after my spoiled rotten behind.

I'm not proud of this fact.

But truth be told, I really am trying.

And you're darn right I like to make it known every time I do something positive:

"Look honey, I'm hanging up my towel!"

"Boo! Did you see that I made the bed?!"

"Look at me! I'm putting the dishes away AND 

I didn't leave the dishwasher door wide open for you to trip on!"

It's those little affirmations I get from him that keep me going.

In fact, if he could get some sort of gold star chart going, that would make me pretty happy...

Anyway, if I could be less like this:

And more like this:

Then I think the two of us as roommates will be juuuusssstttt fine.

You feelin' me?

...

xoxo