Reality... it sure can be a bitch

So... my girlfriend is moving. To Boston... Thats not exactly close. Not that she lives close now... cause I don't think Annapolis would fall under the 'close to Ocean Grove, NJ' category either. But... Boston is a bit further. And it's a change. It's new. It's different. And sometimes... well sometimes I suck at change.

I'm nervous for her. I'm nervous for me. I'm just nervous. I'm not worried that we're going go break up. Or that we're not going to make it. Or that she's going to find some hott Boston girl... because we're on the same page. We've talked about it. We fit. I'm just worried about how things are going to be. I'm so used to my routine. I've seen her every weekend since we started dating (with the exception of this past weekend and my homecoming weekend). But I've still seen her at some point during the week every week since Sept 19th. That... is going to change. She's going to be working insane hours. There's going to be snow - and we all know (ok... the we is just really ME) that i DONT do snow. There's going to be stuff I have to be here in NJ for.

I think I've talked to her every single night before falling asleep since the first time I talked to her. So much so that I can't fall asleep without at least hearing her voice... even if she just says 'night baby' it's like magic and I can fall right to sleep. But who knows what going to happen when she moves. Ya know? It's just scary... thats all. I hate the unknown. It freaks me out.

But Ar and I area heading up to Boston this weekend which should be fun. I'll get to see where she'll be working, and see where shes going to move in for the first few months. And I'll just get to spend one last weekend with her before everything goes haywire! hahaha. And I have off on Monday... which is QUITE the treat :)

Ok... I have to go print my log and change for the gym...