I'm gonna throw this out there on this one, and take a guess that most of you reading this are bloggers, right? And we all know that we have our little quirks, but you don't actually realise this until you live with someone else who's totally comfortable to spend hours on Twitter and knows all about the perfect Instagram struggle.
There's certain advantages to living with a blogger. Obvs if you, yourself are a blogger. If you're not, the constant 'ooh, I need to take a flatlay of that!' and 'sorry, I can't, I've got tweets to schedule' would probably drive you up the wall.
But, if there's two of you, it's just great. There's no need to struggle with 6,547 out of focus photo's from your tripod when you actually have someone else who knows how to work a camera, and having to schedule in a few minutes before going out for selfies is just another part of the day.
So, here's a little insight into some of the kinda things that go on in our 'blogger flat';
Is this my memory card, or yours?
OMG did you see what whats-her-face posted on Twitter today? 'Cause if not you need to 'cause the blogging community has just blown. up.
Will you help me take a flatlay on the bed please? In the name of Instagram. Obvs.
'Do we have any plans this weekend?' 'Well I've got about 67 outfits that need shooting...?'
Thanks for liking my Instagram photo pal.
'Do you follow this person?' 'Not sure, what's their blog name?'
Text message: 'If you get back before me and the tv is dismantled on the floor. Do NOT be alarmed. I was using the white stand for blog photo's. Soz."
*Spends every evening blogging with a cup of tea.*
Instagramming every coffee and cake date just isn't an issue and is fully expected.
FAIRY LIGHTS. EVERYWHERE.
Do you have a spare camera battery? This video NEEDS filming and the light just won't wait for my charger.
*Joins in blogger twitter chats from opposite sides of the sofa.*
Will you just read this? 'Cause I think I'm hilarious but I don't know if it comes across enough in the post.
I need to quote retweet this tweet you've mentioned me in but I can't think of anything funny and omg I'm running out of time before this is weird. Totes should have thought of this before.
'Such-a-body followed and unfollowed me. AGAIN.' 'Me too mate. I think I blocked them this time. '
*Both walk out of bedrooms in practically the same outfits.... ALL CHANGE.*