Is there such a thing as feeling too comfortable too soon?

You know how you meet someone new and the first couple of months you date them you're in "the honeymoon period"? You make every effort to get them to see your best side. You're nice, you bite your tongue, you make every effort to look great all the time. I don't really believe in the honeymoon period because after the euphoria wears off and you start acting like the real you you sometimes find that you and your new guy don't really like each other as much as you thought you did.

I'm not good at the honeymoon period, which is the biggest reason why I refuse to bow to it. Why be someone that I am very clearly not? I don't look good all the time, I'm moody, I'm a bit of a control freak and I don't know how to bite my tongue. You either like and accept me the way I am or it becomes very clear, very quickly that I am not the girl for you.

I now find myself in a bit of a predicament. Things are going well with the Irish Roommate. He makes me laugh, he makes me think and he has never, ever questioned my love of shoes (Actually, he sent me a link to a website that had nothing at all to do with shoes....but they did sell shoes as a sideline. Of course, I zeroed in on that right away and when I asked him if that was wrong he said, "Of course, that's what you love". That was the first sign that made me realize that I really liked him).

He has offered to make me dinner this week; I find that incredibly sweet because I've never had a man cook for me. The thing that makes me realize that I should perhaps take a step back and re-evaluate the honeymoon period is the following:

When I get home from work everyday the first thing I do is put on my sweats, t-shirt and fleece socks (my feet get cold and then I get miserable. No one wants that). I have every intention on doing the same when I go to his house for dinner.

Is it too soon for that? Am I already way too comfortable? I am picturing this man making me dinner while I have a glass of wine and relax in my sweats. The thing is normally this amount of comfort would freak me out, but I find it oddly comforting and I don't think he'll even give it a second glance.

At what point is it too soon to feel too comfortable?