Your Love is My Drug...

Hello Everyone!

So, I know that I am now taken and in a relationship, but I will try to keep this blog as entertaining as usual. 

I am almost six months in to my relationship and I am still honeymooning! It's a bit bizarre, but I won't complain. 

(Image thanks to http://www.divinecaroline.com/22078/123668-eight-love-adages-ignore#0)

Currently the British boy is coaching football in Louisiana. He is about 4 hours away from me and that has made things a bit rough. Luckily we have so far been able to make it work, even with all the obstacles thrown in our way. The hard part is that the family he stays with isn't too keen on having me sleepover, especially in the same bed. This is totally understandable, since they have young kids, but it is making seeing each other very expensive. 

I am still unemployed so gas tanks and hotel rooms are putting me in serious financial trouble, not to mention that in four months I will be back in England to meet his entire family for New Years! Where will all this money come from?!??!?! 

I have just taken a new job waiting tables, but our addiction to one another has definitely made nervous.  We have not been able to go more than 4 or 5 days without each other since I have been back from being abroad. We make vows to not see each other for a week or two, but we eventually both give in and book a last minute hotel room. 

I can attest that the saying does hold some truth, distance makes the heart grow fonder, but for the time being I cannot get enough of this boy. Should I be concerned? Am I falling too fast? Can I please win the lottery? 

Until next time, 

Broke, addicted, and JAG

Reflections

Hello Bloggers,

I am here to apologize to myself and to you. I really dropped the ball these past few months on updating this blog.

Well I have been around Europe and back and my oh my, how my life has changed. I went to London and had the time of my life. I was living in the city again, on my own, working in a theater, and surrounded by history, art, and culture. My life was perfect. I did however have one thing on my mind and that was my British Boy back home. As I took my time to discover everything I could I realized that though seeing the world on my own was something I had always wanted to do, it wasn't much fun doing it alone.

I think God was playing a little trick on me this April fools day. I was all set and happy being alone. I was ready to begin my journey and have my very own eat, pray, love year. However, as fate would have it, as soon as you stop looking for a relationship, one will find you. I never intended to get tied up with this boy, I honestly thought it would make for a great blog, but this one could not be ignored.

I have never met anyone so kind, thoughtful, and amazing as my Prince. It sounds totally cheesy and I hate myself for being so taken by him. He really is just what I needed to put my man hating aside and possibly let myself fall again. I am so scared that this is all happening so fast, but in a way it feels natural. This is the first time I have felt like I am not competing for power. This is the first time that a man has told me that he will catch me. Am I naiive in hoping that this time...those words are still too scary to publish.

A month into my journey abroad I realized how often I thought of him, how much I wanted him there, and how frequently "Love" formed on my lips. I was falling in love. I am in love.

I traveled to Ireland, Paris, Barcelona, and Rome and I took every opportunity to put my loneliness aside and bask in the beauty that I had made it this far. I was overwhelmed with beauty and the thought of how many miles from home I was. It was just what I needed and an affirmation to go on. I learned a new side of myself and gained a whole new sense or worldly priorities. Love, Family, and Knowledge.  Now reign at the top of my list.

Now I am home and my time abroad is slowly slipping away. It seems more like a dream and I desperately cling to the person I discovered. However, bills and freedom loom over me. I have yet to find happiness here in Dallas. I want to be doing something worthwhile, but I am serving tables. I need to help my parents, I need to get out of this house, I have loans to pay back, and credit cards to pay back. Reality is smacking me in the face, but yet I just want to cling on to my memories.

I do however have the most amazing family, friends, and boyfriend to pull me through. Apparently its normal to go through a bit of a rough patch when realizing that my degrees can't be put to good use just yet. I know now though that if you want something bad enough, you will achieve it.

So that's a snip it of my life at the moment. I will do my best to keep up with this blog. I shall not let you down haha.

Until next time,
JAG