Long
time no talk my loves! My sincerest apologies. All is well in my world. D moved
13 hours from home for me…WHAT!? Yeah, I can truthfully say I have never felt
as much love from someone than I have with him. Did that make sense? Anyway, he
makes me so darn happy. So, I was pretty ecstatic when he said he wanted to
move back home with me.
[This is before he moved to Minnesota]
I
got a job as a Home Health Aide for Assisted Living when I came home for the
summer and he stayed in Michigan working as a herbicide applicator/work planter
at a tree service company.
[A little backstory]
I’ve
already told you we met on Tinder, but I left a few parts out. I was going to
school in Grand Rapids, MI when we met. He was working for the same tree
company and happened to be in the area. The GPS on our apps had us in a 10-mile
radius of each other…which was correct. However, his job required him to
travel. Usually all over the state of MI. Therefore, he was 10 miles from me but in reality he lived 4.5 hours away in the
northern part of the state. I didn’t have a car so when we started dating (and
all throughout my time at school) he made a conscious effort to visit me whenever
possible or pick me up for a weekend. The only issue was that it was 4.5 hours down
to get me and 4.5 hours to bring me up to his house, then the same on the way
back for him. It was very hard on him and I couldn’t be more thankful for him
doing it for us. If he wasn’t able to make those trips I don’t know how we
would have ever lasted not being able to see each other. But, it did last. We
are so happy and wouldn’t change anything.
[Anyway, back to before he move to MN]
I
got out of school at the beginning of June and he decided to stay and work to
make as much money as possible before completely starting over. His plan was to
move to MN at the beginning of August. I’ll be honest here. I was so annoyed. I
didn’t understand why he didn’t want to be together as soon as possible. I was
out of school by then. He was too, he had already worked for some amount of
time and I just didn’t get it. Needless to say, it was another tough two months
of making it work. The thought of, “will we make it?” never crossed my mind. I
knew we would be just fine. It was just a matter of time. (Hehe that rhymed!)
He was supposed to leave Michigan on August 2nd. We talked everyday
after he got off work and I remember one day he told me that he and the guys he
was working with had to work in some town on Monday (July 27th) then
they were off Tuesday and back on the job Wednesday. As the story goes… the son
of a gun surprised me so good! He told my mom, my best friend and another one
of my best friends’ mom. All these people knew and NOONE let it slip!? Oh I was
so mad, but oh so excited!
[Now that it took you 20 mins to read that,
I’ll continue with my previous post]
When
he finally got here we had a little less than a month before we had to move
into our apartments. He stayed at my house in the shack in the backyard. Haha
that sounds awful but it had a bed, air conditioning, TV, etc. He was set and loved it out there. We spent a
lot of time with my parents and my sister, we built a lot of projects out of
pallet wood, explored my town and much more over that amount of time before
leaving. Eventually, we both got all moved into our apartments, started school,
got used to the city as much as possible and started our lives as college kids
again. One of my best friends from high school is one of my roommates which is
awesome. We love it. Dale does more living at my house then his but that is A-Okay
with me. We’ve each found a job, doing pretty good in school, learning so much
about the city, the people, culture, ourselves and what we want from our time
here in central Minnesota. It sucks being in school. I just want to work and
make money. I can’t bring myself to quit school because of all the expectations
around me. Every adult in the working world expects that you be in college and
if you’re not, you don’t have much going for you. Then again, I know that if I
dropped out of school I would forever be sorry. I only have a few more years
where I can be without full responsibilities and I don’t think I’m ready to
give that up yet. I don’t know. Lots of stuff going on in this big ol’ head of
mine.
Thanks
for listening to me ramble on for five hours… :)
