My New Life

Lately I have struggled to write and for a long time I couldn’t quite put my finger on why this was. I have more time on my hands with being un-employed, I am the happiest I have been in a long time and at least one thing happens a day where I think 'I should probably write about that'. But it just wasn’t happening. Then it hit me- I realized that I didn’t want to write about past events, catching people up with what happened with my Summer and my EX, and that actually, I don’t want to force myself to walk my stubborn feet along that long road called memory lane. No. I want to write about my new life, and where I am at now. So yes there will be a gap in this blog, but you know what I don’t care. So here is my New and now...

I have a new boyfriend called Louis, except that he isn’t actually that new to me as we used to be together when we was 15. He was my first love and when we broke up after 6 months I was left mopping around like a lost puppy for a good few months after. The thing is, he lives far away and at 15 and 16 years old the long 3-4 hour train journeys where proving to be a struggle and costly, so the distance got the better of us and he broke it off.

A few months ago I saw on his facebook that he was single and as was I, so feeling a bit confident I thought I would give him a text. It read something like this.
"What you doing?"
It couldn’t have been a more romantic conversation starter ;). But luckily he replied and after some chatting we met up. It went really well and even though 4 years had past nothing had really changed between us and our feelings came flooding back.

So now we are back together and to fix the long distance it made since to move into his parent’s house with him. I have spent a lot of time with boys before but living with them is really something else, and sometimes it proves to be very INTERESTING.

The other night I woke to a strange feeling of being alone and when I looked to the side of me it seemed that Louis had disappeared. It was half 4 in the morning and I knew he came to bed when I did hours before, so I went on a search for him. I walked across the landing and opened his bedroom door (we sleep in the spare room- double bed) to find my night time wanderer of a boyfriend sitting at his computer, bolt upright-yet fast asleep, with porn playing on the monitor and his knob in his hand. I softly spoke out his name and he woke startled, then looked down at his hand wrapped around his knob with the same look of confusion as I had when I first entered the room. I took his hand (the vacant one) and lead him sleepily back to bed. If that’s not love I don’t know what is.

So other than the random disappearing acts in the middle of the night, the constant pile of washing left on the bathroom floor, waking up to the smell of fart, remnants of baki sprinkled over my belongings, scraping his skids of the toilet bowl, driving like James Bond to drop him off at work when he sleeps through the alarm and sitting on his piss when he "forgets” to lift the seat- I love my new life. Even as gross as it can be living with a boy it is one of the best and most fun things I have ever done, and you actually begin to love them for being so gross!

When we was a couple before we didn't end up spending Christmas day together and each spent it with our own families. It wasn’t a very fun Christmas as I really wanted to be with Louis the whole day. With Christmas coming up again we were so excited that we get to spend it together. So in the morning we will be with his mum, for Christmas lunch we will be spending it with his dad and then we will drive to mine to spend the rest of the afternoon and night with my family. Three Christmas' in one day!

After a recent conversation Louis admitted that he hadn't felt 'Christmassy' in a long time so this year I am making it my mission to bring back that excitement of Christmas into his life. Plus I love Christmas so it should be pretty easy :)