there have been many reasons for why i haven't blogged for the past few days but i've been busy so i relay some of this weeks events...
my visit with amy thursday night was fabulous. i was expecting awkward and was pleasantly surprised with comfortable. whenever i spend more than one night with her, the first is always awkward and then we reach our level of comfort. and considering i only had one night to spend with her this week, i was thankful that we bypassed the discomfort and had some fun. she is definitely my own person attitude adjuster.
friday morning i made it back to school in time for my last class and a postponed research meeting. both of which were boring but went well. the prof i'm doing research under is a major procrastinator and i'm going to have to light a fire under both of our asses if i'm going to finish this project this semester.
work went fine friday other than having to defend one of my non-actions with the kids. i was yelled at by a parent on wednesday night because her son chewed his button of his clothing. she yelled at me for not physically forcing him to keep his clothing out of his mouth, something which i am not allowed to do. so i had to spend the day relating the even to my head teachers and my boss, who weren't around on wednesday night to help out with the confrontation.
i called ingrid on my way home from work because i was going to stop by the pub to visit her but she wasn't there, she was sitting in the er with her girlfriend jacki. ingrid started getting pains near her stomach earlier in the week and she finally went to the clinic on campus on friday and they told her to go to the er. so i turned around, got some food for jacki (because i knew ingrid wasn't going to eat, she wanted to make sure that her stomach was empty in case the doctors were going to need to run any tests on her), picked up some coffee for me and the ny times for ingrid and arrived at the er, where i spent the majority of the night lending moral support. it turns out it was a uti that should have been caught at the clinic.
saturday i went to the fair with my two favorite little boys (Xander and Griffin) and their parents and grandparents. i actually had a lot of fun. i'd never been to a fair before so i spent a lot of time people watching and eating "fair food". came home, rented some movies and slept on the couch.
i have felt for quite some time that amy is it for me, that we'll last, that i will build a home and a family with her. it doesn't help that we are both trying to decide what the hell to do with our lives right now. i'm trying to decide where i want to go to grad school and why, all without taking into account my relationship with her because that is what we agreed upon. i'm leaning towards staying here and she is leaning towards staying there. that would mean two more years apart for grad school or five more years apart for a phD. i know that she moved away to give "us" a chance but how long will "we" last before the distance ends up tearing us apart? i know that is a rhetorical question that i shouldn't even be thinking about because thinking about it may be what leads to the end of our relationship. i need to just have faith in "us" but its hard. i know, i know, the most rewarding things in life are that which are "hard" to go through. we are already growing apart due to the distance. we are already running out of things to talk about over the phone which makes our calls fewer, far between, and shorter. the random mailing of cards and small presents have stopped. i should be putting all of my extra energy into my relationship but for some reason i'm not motivated to.
my visit with amy thursday night was fabulous. i was expecting awkward and was pleasantly surprised with comfortable. whenever i spend more than one night with her, the first is always awkward and then we reach our level of comfort. and considering i only had one night to spend with her this week, i was thankful that we bypassed the discomfort and had some fun. she is definitely my own person attitude adjuster.
friday morning i made it back to school in time for my last class and a postponed research meeting. both of which were boring but went well. the prof i'm doing research under is a major procrastinator and i'm going to have to light a fire under both of our asses if i'm going to finish this project this semester.
work went fine friday other than having to defend one of my non-actions with the kids. i was yelled at by a parent on wednesday night because her son chewed his button of his clothing. she yelled at me for not physically forcing him to keep his clothing out of his mouth, something which i am not allowed to do. so i had to spend the day relating the even to my head teachers and my boss, who weren't around on wednesday night to help out with the confrontation.
i called ingrid on my way home from work because i was going to stop by the pub to visit her but she wasn't there, she was sitting in the er with her girlfriend jacki. ingrid started getting pains near her stomach earlier in the week and she finally went to the clinic on campus on friday and they told her to go to the er. so i turned around, got some food for jacki (because i knew ingrid wasn't going to eat, she wanted to make sure that her stomach was empty in case the doctors were going to need to run any tests on her), picked up some coffee for me and the ny times for ingrid and arrived at the er, where i spent the majority of the night lending moral support. it turns out it was a uti that should have been caught at the clinic.
saturday i went to the fair with my two favorite little boys (Xander and Griffin) and their parents and grandparents. i actually had a lot of fun. i'd never been to a fair before so i spent a lot of time people watching and eating "fair food". came home, rented some movies and slept on the couch.
i have felt for quite some time that amy is it for me, that we'll last, that i will build a home and a family with her. it doesn't help that we are both trying to decide what the hell to do with our lives right now. i'm trying to decide where i want to go to grad school and why, all without taking into account my relationship with her because that is what we agreed upon. i'm leaning towards staying here and she is leaning towards staying there. that would mean two more years apart for grad school or five more years apart for a phD. i know that she moved away to give "us" a chance but how long will "we" last before the distance ends up tearing us apart? i know that is a rhetorical question that i shouldn't even be thinking about because thinking about it may be what leads to the end of our relationship. i need to just have faith in "us" but its hard. i know, i know, the most rewarding things in life are that which are "hard" to go through. we are already growing apart due to the distance. we are already running out of things to talk about over the phone which makes our calls fewer, far between, and shorter. the random mailing of cards and small presents have stopped. i should be putting all of my extra energy into my relationship but for some reason i'm not motivated to.
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