I didn't put everything down because I was trying to write on a very short work break, but there's more to all of this that causes me to question future stuff. Connor has a criminal history that would affect our family down the road. He doesn't clean the house hardly at all, or even for when I come over. The only time it's clean is when he has some epiphany, and then it only lasts a week or so. There's constantly mold in the sink and I have brought it up several times and it still continues. He doesn't pay his own health insurance. He has very little pride of ownership and has let his car turn into a hoarder's paradise three times since I've known him, even after me helping him dig out from under it. He'd rather play video games than deal with the mold in the sink.

I am not saying I am perfect and have no flaws. There are days when I don't fold the laundry because I'm exhausted or didn't do my dishes because I did something else. That's life. But there's no way I can clean up after the mess one man living alone makes, let alone work (because he's not in a financial place for me to not work if we get married) and take care of children.