We’ve still been going at it all afternoon. We had a nice long talk, a serious one, about the fact that we haven’t been together but for such a short time and thrown together living under the same roof. He actually told me he trusted me. Maybe I’ve been reading him all wrong this whole time. He’s been such a sweetheart. We both agreed that we got thrown living together. We’ve only been apart 2 days in the last month. We’ve had a couple of minor disagreements. I’m going to give it 2 weeks after he gets his first big paycheck to see how he acts and decide whether or not I’m going to stay and not go to New Orleans.