MY FAVORITE 4 LETTER WORD 

I have never said, “I love you” to someone that wasn’t a family member, friend, or Red Lobster employee. It’s not that I was afraid to; it’s just that I never really felt that way for someone.

EXPLORE

I am running out of ideas.

I never figured nine months ago that maintaining this blog was going to be harder than my day at a cross-fit gym. In the beginning, posts would come to me effortlessly. But now, I have to sit in front of my computer, drink a minimum of three glasses of wine, and scroll through our entire text history just for a semblance of an idea.

While re-reading our text messages, I noticed two things: We use the kissy face emoji an obnoxious amount of times and we were apart for a lot of this month due to traveling for work and vacations. So, since I don’t want to write a post about emoticons, I decided to write it on how we coped with being apart and essentially having a long distance relationship.

Now, I know there are people who actually have long distance relationships and you may think I’m just reaching here, but we already live pretty far away from each other as it is. He is in Staten Island and I am in Queens – not the most convenient boroughs to travel between.  It takes each one of us an hour and thirty minutes to get to the other one’s house, and that’s only if public transportation decides to cooperate that day.

I did the math and in our 9 months of dating, we have spent 4 weeks, 5 days and 11 hours commuting back and forth to each other’s apartments. Now, I didn’t really do the math because I haven’t picked up a calculator since 2004, but I would say it’s a safe estimate.

Aside from not living close to each other, we have both been traveling an unusual amount lately. First, I was out of town at a wedding for a weekend and then when I got back, my boyfriend went to Hawaii for 8 days (I didn’t want to go…………) and then the week after he got back, he had to travel for work.

When we did see one another, we were both so exhausted from traveling that we didn’t want to do anything but relax and watch TV. And then, before we knew it, we were apart for another 8 days.

Even though we were both so busy, and one of us got an awesome tan, we still needed to find a way to make sure we communicated every day. Communication is extremely important to me, and especially with us going a span a week without seeing each other, we had to go out of our way to let the other know we were thinking about them.

I would have to say this was one of the best and toughest months for us as a couple. It was tough because of the obvious – not seeing each other as often as we would like. And the best because we were thrown into this hectic, frenzied, and long distance schedule that we managed to overcome without it affecting our relationship.

Nine months and still going strong, no matter the distance. 

SOMETHING WORTH FIGHTING FOR 

My boyfriend and I have been together for a full 90 days, and in most scenarios when you are trying to get used to or adjust to something, many experts say 90 days is all it takes. 

GETTING USED TO SOMEBODY 

I thought the first month was going to be the hardest because it was something so different and new, but as it turns out, maintaining a relationship is hard work and it doesn’t stop after 30 days.

MAKING ADJUSTMENTS

On January 8th, I went on what seems like my thirtieth Tinder date. Like the preceding 29 other dates, we met up at a bar for a few quick drinks during happy hour.

GOING THE DISTANCE 

WHAT I'VE LEARNED FROM BEING IN A RELATIONSHIP FOR NINE MONTHS


Check Out Other Posts from My Relationship: 

A REASON TO CELEBRATE 

I never thought when I started writing about my relationship that I would make it to six months.  This isn’t saying that I felt my relationship was doomed from the start, but I figured I would have fucked it up by now.

A COMPROMISING SITUATION 

Growing up as an only child was amazing. I loved not having someone to share things with.  But now there are a few minor qualities I never really had to learn until I got into a relationship: to compromise.

A COMPROMISING SITUATION 

Growing up as an only child was amazing. I loved not having someone to share things with.  But now there are a few minor qualities I never really had to learn until I got into a relationship: to compromise.