My answer is a NO.
2 reasons that I can’t share room with him:
- He loves aircond. The moment he comes into the room, he switches it on. I hate it because it blows directly behind me and makes me chill. And not forgetting making my lips dry…I prefer to use the fan, anytime.
- He’s the utimate messy man. He leaves his things lying around and then start searching for it at every other place except where he left. I bet my things will be lost as well very soon.
And because we’ve been sharing room for the few months since we moved the kids bed into the other room, I’m currently suffering from tornado-after-effect every now and then whenever he comes home. Is this a man thing or is it only my other half?
Picture taken at Great Wall during our Beijing Trip this year.