Living Together: Oh, how you worry about this! And with good reason, because I quaked in my flip flops when I had to finally leave a huge, beautiful apartment that I shared with three neat girls … to live in a small, cramped rental with my sloppy husband once we got engaged. I’d never lived with a man before, so maybe my experience was a bit more bumpy than those of a serial cohabitator. And because I can’t figure out how to track back to your questions on previous posts, I can’t *specifically* address ALL of your living together questions. But I remember them for the most part, so I’ll just give you my take on this situation.