Well me and my man had our first big fight. Family drama. Easter. I wasn't comfortable introducing him to my extended family. I just kind of went around being social with the family and ignored him, and left him to introduce people. Had a really awkward moment where my cousin and his wife arrived, and we were talking about things, and Mike said, "you live in this city with me," and they're like is that true, and I chalked it up to school. I saw my dad looking at me, scoffing, and turning red, so I said "only because so much is going on with school." I felt so defeated. About 5 minutes later he comes over and says he is ready to leave. I asked why. We went outside and talked and it was everything to do to keep me from crying. He said he was ready to end it since I wasn't willing to acknowledge us, or where I live. We left about 5, everyone else stayed until about 7. I left with him and cried the entire car ride home, and on the couch in the evening. We talked and had an ok conversation where I explained my side. He basically said my dad needs to know and understand I've moved out. We are slowly handling things - my dad and I.
Mike and I tonight are going to talk about merging our insurances - my car insurance and his would go down, even with my 1 ticket on our plan - we would save over $700. We would also get life insurance with the savings and then use the money for something else.