Two Bees in a Pod

Ok, so now that Jenn & Richelle are roommates again, we have found our groove in co-habitation. We have become synchronized ("to cause to go on, move, operate, work, etc., at the same rate and exactly together"). We are like worker bees (specialized to collect food and maintain the hive) as we grocery shop, cook, clean house & take care of our 3 dogs and Jenn's husband. We are best friends, living under the same roof, who have developed our own brand of sist(a) wives - not to be confused with the Mormon term sist(er) wife. It's kind of like that, in the sense that we help each other out with all things domestic, but as Richelle states, " I  don't get any of the perks." Sorry girl, but there is only one wifey-poo gettin' perks in this household. But hey, Richelle will get her own perks out in the dating world... We'll keep this co-habitation clean, except for the langauge (as we can both give sailors and truck drivers a run for their money). No, we are not proud of this unsavory behavior and neither is Jenn's husband nor our parents, but we are who we are and we are not changing. We'll see how it goes, but for now... ¡Viva! sista-wife-hood!!!