<b>So she's finally agreed to move in with me full time…</b>

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… well… sort of.

I had a phone call on Saturday night.  No “Hello!  How are you?” or “How was your week, Dear?”  She just blurted out, “I need you money now!” and I laughed my ass off.  It was bound to come to this sooner or later.

Beverly has had my crediti card info for a few years now.  She never charges anything on it without asking me, which I appreciate, but I wouldn’t be so offended if she bought her something (within reason) from time to time.

Long story short, my domain and webhosting expires on Wednesday and we’ve been talking about migrating my account to a new host as the level of service with the current host has gone downhill in the last year.  We both log onto the prospective new host’s websites to check their offerings.  I figured since I’ve paid for her domain and hosting for the last few years that we might as well select a package plan that will allow us to be hosted under the same account so we can sync up the billing, share the bandwidth, and have more functionality that we can both access.  Truth be told, she’s the brains behind things.  Despite having countless hours of training in developing websites for work using FrontPage, I have zero luck or desire to know what Bev knows to make things happen on the website.

And so know our relationship has taken a huge step.  We met on-line… became friends on-line… dated on-line… and now we’re moving our homes under one roof on-line.  This is huge commitment.

How huge?  Let’s just say this… I couldn’t read the three digit security code on the back of my card when Bev was typing in the information.  I guessed incorrectly…  Bev entered the incorrect digits… the new host rejected the application process… my bank instantly sent me an e-mail about suspicious charges… and within ten minutes I received a call from the fraud department of credit card services.  In the end I did the right thing.  It took an hour, but eventually the bank unlocked my account and the RCMP didn’t knock on Bev’s door to arrest her.  Life is good.

Changes are afoot here at copathetic.  We’ve found a new layout template that Bev is going to install and upload once I find a picture for the masthead so she can adjust the color scheme and make the subtle changes we’ve talked about.  Should be interesting… and should happen within a month or so if all goes well.  That is all.

4 comments to “<b>So she's finally agreed to move in with me full time…</b>”

  1. Comment by bevie:

    I would have done this ages ago if it would have saved me remembering your info and mine.

    Things may get messy here in the next few days if the current domain holder doesnt acknowledge that it’s been taken some place else.

  2. Comment by Bren:

    It was only a matter of time before you shacked up more permanently….online that is. Heh.

  3. Comment by Becka:

    Thank FUCK you two have finally left phenominally sucks!

  4. Comment by bevie:

    not quite yet.

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