Reevaluation

[kingandy]

I've never been a believer in the long-distance relationship. I mean, I know they exist, and I'm sure that people get a lot out of them, but personally I've never seen the appeal. Commuting across the country, shuffling your life so you can snatch a few scant moments with your honey, then driving home again. Somehow this is referred to as "going out with". It seems to me an exercise in futility, and one which will inevitably end badly, with one party or the other on the short end of the commute, or simply growing apart. The Sims, after all, teach us that relationships need to be constantly reinforced by social contact.

That said, today I find myself driven to distraction by an unreasoningly strong urge to reevaluate my position on the matter.

Damn his eyes

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[whimsicalfool.livejournal.com]

My fiance and I had a rather back and forth not LDR, LDR, not LDR. At first we both lived in Chicago, but in traffic it would still take nearly an hour to get across the city. We'd spend every weekend together. After six months, he moved back to his hometown, which was 100 miles away. We dated long distance then for two years. It was hard to manage weekends, sometimes, but summer's weren't bad because he was in grad school and I am a teacher.

Additionally, it was nice because we had sort of the best of both worlds. I could see him on weekends and be romantic and whathaveyou. But my weeknights were still open for friends. I had specific dinner nights, nights where we'd play billiards or darts, or go to a certain Irish pub to watch baseball. And he would do the same with his friends. And there was never any of that "Oh, you'd rather see your friends then me" sort of thing.
So, when I finally moved up here to be with him, I felt satisfied that I was still able to "go out" as much as I wanted without the obligation of someone sitting at home.

The long and the short of it is, it can work, if you work on it.