Day: September 17, 2012

long distance

Compromise? Well, it Sucks…

I’m hoping, as I pull into the parking space in front of The Wedding Date’s house on Wednesday night, that he’s going to sweep me up in his arms and tell me he’ll do whatever it takes to be with me: sell his house, quit his job, move to Philadelphia, anything so long as we can be together. But he doesn’t. And frankly I shouldn’t expect him to. Especially because he’s not even here yet. I knew it was going to be a difficult conversation, which is why I went to yoga the morning after last Tuesday’s conversation, convinced my partner-in-crime to join me for a much needed “working lunch” and decided to bring my best self to the table—the self that isn’t always stressed out and running late—so I left Philadelphia fifteen minutes ahead of schedule and arrived at The Wedding Date’s house with time to spare. Instead of professing his undying love and willingness to do anything for me, he clutches his chest when he sees my overnight bag. “What?” I demand. He …