Does every moment you spend at home make you go, ‘Oh, God!’?
Yes?
Then you must have a Goddess for a roommate (too)!
Goggle (or Bing or Yahoo! or Duck Duck Go) searches for ways to deal with a difficult roommate are so pass´e. All the life-coaches and self-help channels will now have to come up with a new category just for me- How to deal with a ‘Goddess’?
I once told my mother that it would be easier to be Sheldon Cooper’s roommate.
#BigBangTheory
This blog is to be my living journal of what I go though living with the Goddess and when her Mother Goddess visits, and some other minor characters of course. Between these two ladies, my gut has become a store house of exasperation and threatens to explode.
Before that happens I needed to find a way to vent out. I plan on including short accounts of my interactions with the Goddess, some art work, photographs and perhaps some poems or any other way I can think of expressing myself in.
I also am giving a shout out to all those roommates who are closer to martyrdom than ever to share their bitter-sweet stories with me on Living with the Goddess.
Living with the Goddess 