Whatcha doing?

I recently got married to a wonderful French man, who we will call Frenchie. Frenchie and I have been seeing each other for almost 5 years, but have never really lived together until now. Actually, for the past three years we have been living 3000 miles away from each other. So, needless to say, this is taking a little bit of getting used to. I like to have my space and my routines while he seems to like knowing what I am doing at all times. "Whatcha doing? Where are you? Where are you going?" It reminds me of that Sex and the City episode where Carrie and Aidan move in together. I am realizing that there are many things that I did as a "single" person that I am not sure I want him to know about.

For one, sometimes I like to sit and surf the internet for HOURS. I know that does not make me special or anything, and he also does this sometimes, but I like to do it while watching TV, snacking, perhaps talking on the phone, with my cat nestled in next to me, while chewing gum, painting my toenails and well, you get the point. I am sure the first time I let myself do this in front of him I will hear about it and be endlessly made fun of. But at some point I guess I just have to be myself with him.