I love my girlfriend. I really do. She's moving in in august. But, you know, she already lives here, sort of. 7 days a week. And I'm fine with that. She's wonderful. She cooks. And she clean,s sometimes (more than me, lately, I think :-p). She snuggles me, lots and lots and lots. Which I love. We share a taste for TV shows. She's smart and sort of funny. She's a bit overweight but it doesn't bother me in the least. She's always warm when I have cold feet, and she's cold when I'm too warm. She's, generally speaking, awesome.
But my appartement is seriously too small to be in with just one person, no matter how great, all day every day. Yes, I can go out with my friends, and she doesn't always (but usually) accompany me. Yes, she goes out with her friends (though I usually go along, too). But sometimes, I just want to be ALONE for a day or so, which she doesn't understand at all. I ask for a few hours alone time, she gives in after some pushing and goes off to study or whatever in the kitchen, but even so, she'll come by every 15 minutes for something or other. Mind you, I sometimes like the fact that she comes by to give me a kiss...But when I want to be alone and have peace and quiet, I want to be alone, dammit.