Long Distance Love, Or How I Made Thomas Think I Was Perfect

So, I married my third boyfriend. (I am not counting my forgotten boyfriend; he sucked.) Like all things Julia’s Math, the road was not always straight, wide, and freshly paved, but I knew within two days of meeting Thomas that I would marry him. I know everyone says that, but I really did know (he, however, was not as certain). Unlike everyone else who says “I just knew I would marry him, it was so magical and wonderful and blah, blah, blah,” I am not saying I thought it was a good idea (I do now, of course!), as I mentioned, not only were we opposites of each other, but he was the opposite of what I thought I wanted. When I met him, I was 23 and just out of college, he was 35 and divorced …

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First of all, we lived a thousand miles away from each other. So, as most couples go to dinner and a movie, or out for drinks or to a baseball game to get to know each other, we would, instead, have to do things a little differently. Those thousand miles meant that rather than spending a few hours together, we would spend a few days together. Our ‘first date’ was thirty-six hours. I still remember buying that first plane ticket, my mouse arrow hovering over the ‘buy’ button on American Airlines. Not to sound overly dramatic, but it was one of those ‘Fork In The Road’ moments. I had a choice to make, and the ramifications of this choice would be life changing.  I had to choose to go to visit Thomas,  or not to go.  This was one of those roads were staying straight and ignoring  the entire situation wasn’t an option. Of course, I went, and had a great time.

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Not Yet…

As anyone who has been in a long distance relationship will tell you, it is a very strange beast. It is very easy to put on a pretty face, or rosy colored glasses, or whatever reality altering accessory you want when you are in a long distance romance. For the forty-eight hours each month I spent with Thomas, I was a girl who did not watch her diet, who could afford to go out for dinners and drinks, who did not work out, who LOVED sushi, and who did not read while in the bathroom (shut up you do it too).

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In reality, I work out every day, watch what I eat, don’t really care for sushi, and I hate football (I live in the South, deep in SEC country, and I might have just risked my life!).

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And, eventually, the truth had to come out… stay tuned…

Comments

  1. well, I don’t care for football either! Funny how you just start liking things, or at least tolerating them, when you’re in love!! :) )
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  2. You… you don’t like… football?

    I don’t even know what to think. Down is up, black is white, the world has turned into a spinning vortex. I may shed a tear. I did. I shed it.
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  3. I don’t like football either and I graduated from The Ohio State University AND grew up AND lived my entire life in the suburbs of Columbus, OH, where The Buckeyes are like, worshiped on Saturday and the worshiping lasts longer than most attend church on Sundays. Overtime, I have grown to deal with “Buckeye Fever” !
    Oh, and yeah, read in the bathroom definitely but I swear men read a library in there LOL
    P.S. One other football thingy, it is the perfect time to shop in my little town. The stores and streets are empty when The Buckeyes play,so I go shopping, in peace :)
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