Love, Moving, and Stuff

-After a while, you just want to be with the one that makes you laugh.
Mr. Big, Sex and the City

It's my first post in a long time. Eric and I closed the distance a while ago. We moved to our new apartment in Atlanta last week. We've had our little squabbles, but all in all, things are going well. He's out of town until Wednesday, and it's almost as if we've forgotten how to communicate the way we used to have to. I don't mind. I know that we'll rarely have to rely on texting and IM's anymore.

After a little rough patch in our communication, all of a sudden it hit me like a brick wall. I'm so very lucky. He's the most amazing man I've ever been with. I've been in love a time or two, but I've never known a love like this before. He brings out parts of me that no one has in the past. He makes me laugh, and makes me feel loved, and safe, and at home. He's my other half.

Most people never find that certain someone that just fits. I consider myself so lucky that I found mine. He's everything I've ever wanted and more. He might not be perfect to anyone else, but he's the definition of perfection to me. What we have is real and we're in it for the long haul.

If this post seems jumbled you'll have to forgive me. It's 3:41 a.m. and the Nyquil is taking over. I just wanted to post a little something. Ciao.

It's been a while since my last blog. I've been busy, to say the least. Eric and I closed the distance... kind of spur of the moment. Long story. It just worked out. I'm now living with him at his family lake house in southwest Georgia until we make the move to Atlanta next month. I'm stoked for that. I've been here on the lake for about three weeks, and it's a change for me. I've never lived in the country before. I look forward to getting back into a city.

Right now, Eric is on a short trip with his family that had been planned for some time. He left this a.m. and will be back on Sunday afternoon. Until then, it's just me, a bottle of liquor, and tons of tv to be caught up on, with the occasional walk down to the dock. It'll either be really relaxing, or really boring. Either way, I look forward to his return on Sunday.

Things have been good though. We get to be lazy, cook, fall asleep together each night, wake up next to one another every morning, laugh, play, and do whatever we want. He taught me how to fish. I'm pretty good at it for a beginner, if I do say so myself. It's relaxing in a weird way. The lake houses boat dock makes for the perfect place to just relax in the sun with a cold beer.

As far as the move next month goes, we're aiming for the 15th - 20th. We'll go up and find a place somewhere in the city, then move soon after that. We've narrowed it down to Midtown, Lindbergh Station, Little Five Points, Buckhead, and East Atlanta Village... I think. Those are our most desirable areas. The areas we will focus on finding a place the most. They're all just a short MARTA rail ride from downtown, where Eric will be attending law school, and I'll be working and attending culinary school.

I can't wait! The future looks bright.

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It's Been A While...

Since I posted a blog entry. I spent ten days at the beach and another four at Eric's families lake house. It was great, with the exception of my being sick half of the time. My camera was killed in a pool incident though, and I have to buy a new one. We had fun with his parents dog, Buddy. He's an adorable little beagle.

We didn't get to play in the gulf. The water wasn't very warm, but I would have hopped in regardless, had it not been for the Portuguese Men Of War all over the beaches. We did spend a lot of time in the pool at night. On one occasion, we spent the night partaking in 3 liters of Carlo Rossi, and swimming, and then I don't remember much.

We're hoping to make it back down before he starts law school in August. That would be ideal, because our next chance wont come until next spring, and we already have tentative plans to go to the Virgin Islands or the Bahamas then.

We've decided that we're likely moving to Atlanta around the 20th of June, so we'll get about a month or so to enjoy our new place, and the city, before the hectic life of a law student... and the significant other of said law student... begins.

I just look forward to us starting our lives together in a new place. I'm tired of missing him, and not having privacy most of the time when we are together. As of now, he will be making the 8 hour drive back up to Lexington from Albany on May 8th or 9th for a two week stay. It will be our last visit before we move into our own place.

That's just about it for now, but with my boredom and insomnia I'm sure there will be more to come.

Vacation!

In about 7 hours I'll set out to catch the bus down to Georgia. I normally fly, but money is a bit tighter this time, so the bus it is. I haven't been on a Greyhound since right after high school. I'll take the city bus to the Greyhound station, so I have to catch Lextran at Barnes & Noble at 5:40 a.m. That means I have to be up and going around 5 a.m. since I'm always running behind. I'll arrive at the Greyhound station at around 7:30 a.m. and my bus departs at 8:05 a.m. I'm normally not even out of bed before noon, so this is too much too early for me.

I'll arrive in Cordele, GA to meet Eric at 10:00 p.m. We'll spend the night at his families lake house tomorrow night, then head down to Santa Rosa Beach for ten days of sun on the Gulf! Plus he's bringing his beagle, Buddy! Buddy is adorable. Almost as cute as Eric himself. I love it down there with him. No roommates. Privacy. Being lazy. Late night swimming. Cooking together. Having fun. Just us, and this time, a canine companion.

I'm so excited, I wont be able to sleep tonight. I'll make up for that on the long bus ride down. I'm just ready to get on the road!

Oh Insomnia, How I Loathe You

I have one of the worst cases of insomnia that I've seen. It's mostly when I have to sleep alone. I find myself sitting up until six or seven in the morning a lot of mornings when I don't take a sleeping aid. It seems as if it's gotten worse lately. I blame it on all of the stress I've been under lately.

Fortunately, I'll be on the beach on Monday with my baby. This vacation couldn't come at a better time. We haven't had a getaway in a while, so it'll be fun. I can't wait for white sand, sun, and privacy!

The NCAA Tournament starts tomorrow as well. I can't wait to pull for my Wildcats!

Looking Forward

In the coming months I'll be packing up my things and moving to Atlanta with Eric. We will finally be closing the distance between us, after over a year together. I'm absolutely excited for the future. I'm so tired of missing him. It's draining and it hurts. Sometimes I'm bitter or angry that things are the way that they are. Then I think about the next few months, and things begin to look up.

We'll be living together. Falling asleep next to each other every night. Waking up beside one another each morning. Having fun (when his law school and my activities don't interfere), being us. We're so perfect together and I can't wait until we can be perfect together full time!

I Miss Him

Sitting here tonight has made me do a lot of thinking. I miss Eric so much. Everytime he leaves, it's as if he takes a part of me with him. I'm simply not the same when we're not together. Even if it's only for a week this time, it's so hard to not be with him. I look forward to the day when we don't have to be apart like this anymore.

We'll be down at the beach next week. We'll spend ten amazing days down there, then I'll come back without him, and it'll be absolutely awful living without him for a month or so until the next time that he comes up to visit. During those times, hours feel like days. All I can think of is how I wish I was with him, and how being five hundred miles from each other is just awful.

I try to remain positive. It's so hard though, when you want to be with someone so badly. When you love someone with every fiber of your being, and you have to spend a month or more apart, it just hurts. Having your relationship reduced to IM'ing and late night web cam sessions just makes it seem unfair.

Don't get me wrong, our relationship is the most wonderful relationship I've ever been in. He completes me. If I had to go back and do it all over again, I would in a heartbeat for him. I could never do it for anyone else though. It's just too painful.

How Do You Know When You're Head Over Heels In Love?

Maybe it's how I don't feel complete without him, or how I feel lost on the rare occasions that I can't see him at night before bed. Maybe it's the way he still gives me butterflies after a whole year. Maybe it's the way that I feel when I'm in his arms... safe, happy, warm. It could be the way I long for him the minute we say goodbye, or the way that making love with us really and truly is making love.
I've never felt so in love, or so loved, in my life up until now. I've never wanted or needed to be so close to anyone. Sometimes I think about Eric and just know that we are meant for each other. From the beginning, it was as if it was fate that brought us together. We spend hours and days on end together, and never tire of each others company. I feel as if I'm truly the luckiest girl in the world to have such an amazing man in my life.

I honestly can't put into words how I really feel about him. There are no words that I can type out that fully explain my love for him. I know I don't show him often enough how I truly feel, but I hope he knows that he means the world to me, and that I would do anything in this world for him.

My Introductory Blog

Wow, so you're the unlucky soul who has wandered into my blog. Congratulations. Things could get a little crazy in here. I'm a mixed bag. A unique snowflake. A living breathing path of destruction. That's just the beginning.

I'm a grad student at the University of Kentucky. Originally from Alexandria, VA I now live in the thriving metropolis of Lexington, KY. Not for much longer though! I'll soon be packing up my belongings and moving to Atlanta, GA to be with my wonderful boyfriend while he attends law school. I have to say that I'm rather excited about this move. I've grown tired of the small city that I live in, and long for a larger city with more culture. Not to mention that being five hundred miles away from the one that you love for long periods of time is no fun at all.

I've also decided that after this semester, I have no desire to have a career in my current major, so I'll be applying to a culinary school for the fall semester. I love cooking. It's almost therapeutic. Baking is something that I enjoy as well. I think culinary school will be something that I excel at. I definitely have the passion for it.

Basically, that's me in a nutshell. Strap in and hold on folks. It's gonna be an interesting ride.