I was talking to a girlfriend the other day who has been living with her boyfriend for about a year, and things seem to be going swimmingly. "I must really love him," she gushed. "This is the first time I've gotten rid of my bed when moving in with a guy!"
We laughed, but that was the most efficient way to communicate her true feelings for her boyfriend. As cohabitation is essentially the norm these days, couples are left in the uncomfortable place of not wanting to step into marriage, and yet having to be completely ready to step into consolidating their stuff. And as a society, we haven't worked out all the kinks quite yet.