Hello long lost bloggy world. I promise I’m around, I’ve just been really distracted by a certain boy that is finally home :)
This past week I was told by my professor an exam I thought I would have was moved to after Labor Day weekend, thus giving me a 4 day weekend with little to no homework. Boyfriend notified me he found a new house to rent and was going to be moving this weekend. I decided on Tuesday that I’d pop on down and give him another set of hands.
I drove down and arrived Thursday just in time to go out to dinner and have a real date night together. We ran into a few guys from his platoon leader days so I got to meet some of the guys and their wives/girlfriends/fiancés for the first time. They were nice, and enjoyed giving me and boyfriend a hard time about being together so long and still not married *rolls eyes* like we haven’t heard that one before! But it was nice to joke around and dish it right back over a few beers.
The following day was filled with reintegration training for him in the morning and packing and moving the rest of the day. On Friday we managed to move completely from his house he shared with roommates to his new place starting at 11am and completely moved all boxes into the new place by 4:15. There wasn’t much furniture to move so that made things go much faster. I no longer have any desire to move a washer or dryer ever again. Ugh, thankfully a long hot shower and chocolate cures most moving related aches and pains.
Saturday was spent shopping for furniture, unpacking, putting together the new furniture, and decorating the new place. It was fun “playing house” and putting together a household. Saturday over dinner we had some very frank conversations about the whole LDR situation and his thoughts on where his career is going with the Army. He mentioned the Special Forces, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t slightly terrified. I know he’s just putting in a packet and seeing where things go, and he’ll regret it if he doesn’t try. Again, with the wait and see game.
We discussed how we are both so ready to live near each other and experience living together rather than being apart all the time. It’s unavoidable and necessary right now while I finish my education, but in a perfect world we’d be able to relocate by now. We seemed to step right back into where we were before deployment with only a few hiccups. I thought we were crazy about each other before he deployed, but like the Brad Paisley song, "I thought I loved you then". To keep from going too nuts I think I'll just have to keep repeating my mantra of “delayed gratification”.
Just a few more days and I’ll be off to his grandparent’s house to meet the entire extended family for the first time… eeep!! Let the awkward conversations with people I’m meeting for the first time begin. I’ll have my new camera by then, so I’ll be sure to share photos.