Living with boys

I've lived with a lot of boys. Don't get the wrong idea here, I'm talking about roommates. I had two male roommates and one girl roommate who's boyfriend pretty much lived with us.

Two of my roommates before a football game.

Here's some benefits of living with the opposite sex:

You've always got someone to mow the lawn. Even though it doesn't particularly bother me to mow grass, most guys will feel un-masculine if they are laying around while a girl is outside mowing the grass. Again, I say most guys.

They will help you lift heavy things. I'm no weakling. But when you're moving a couch, table, or bed, it's nice to have a bigger, stronger pair of hands.

They don't mind supplying beer. Obviously in college, you're going to be drinking every now and then. And there's going to be a few house parties. I don't know if it was just my set of guys, but it was generally understood that they bought the beer.

You've got someone that will appreciate your cooking. If we're talking about your typical college guy, they've probably never been too far away from Mama and will genuinely like anything you cook for them that isn't ramen noodles.

They can act like big brother at the bar. Got some creep trying to get too friendly while you're out? Never fear, your roommate's here. They may even literally step between you and said creep.

They have cute friends. While I firmly believe that if you start off as just roommates, it should always be that way, it doesn't mean you can't flirt with their friends. (Obvs I'm speaking of pre-Derek times)

Me and my other roomie on my 21st Birthday.

And just like every coin has a heads and a tials, here's some not so great things about living with guys:

They will ruin your laundry. Your favorite dress will shrink five inches because they just threw everything in the dryer. And your white shirt will turn pink at some point.

If you do something once, you are expected to do it always. Cleaning the tub? Check. Doing the dishes? Check. Mopping, sweeping, vacuuming? Triple check. Basically don't ever clean up after them or you will always have to.

You are going to smell some funk. We all know it. Boys stink. Literally. They sweat when they do anything. And if they're like most men, they don't do their laundry right away. So the funky clothes get left in their hamper and you have to make them keep their door shut.

They will compare you to their mother. This doesn't need an explanation.

You can't walk around naked. Or in your undies. We all know we do it. From the bathroom to the bedroom. Heck, maybe even in the kitchen. But when living with males that is a no-no.

So there you have it guys. All in all, living with guys was a blast. We were always grilling, laughing, playing video games and having a good time together. And even though we went through some rough patches, I wouldn't trade my experience for anything.

Happy Friday and cheers to the beginning of the weekend!

 

Linking up with Whitney.