What a Difference a Year Can Make...Both Good and Bad with a Twist...

Like most women I have related & thoroughly compared my love life to Carrie in Sex and the City. At times I've taken turns in all of those quirky ladies shoes, including Samantha's. But overall I'm like Carrie and I gave up my Mr. Big for Aidan. Yup...I'm living the parallel universe where they didn't break up which lies a problem...I don't have any episodes to help me out sometimes!! lol. Just kidding, well maybe not. I knew my messed up toxic friendship with my ex, my Brown Eyed Mr. Big was in fact terrible when I was watching episodes of Sex and the city for pointers & solutions to the madness. It was sad...not going to lie. However my life turned a turn for better than I could ever imagine when CJ walked into my life...

It's been a year since the day we met. A whole entire year has blinked by. I've learned that a man can say "I love you" and call you the next day. I've learned how wonderful it feels to have someone call you in the middle of night just so they can hear your voice. I've been to places I never even knew existed. Learned the power of just a small kiss on the forehead can do. I've never felt so loved when I feel his arms go around me in the middle of the night. Hearing Cj's friends tell me that they've never seen him so happy with any other girl makes me want to skip through a golf course with flowers. I've learned what trust is which is a gift more precious that gold. I learned you can be in a relationship and not feel like you're just waiting for the other shoe to drop...

However the honeymoon is over and life has beaten him and I up a bit. I'm realizing how easy it is to be in a relationship for the first few months when everything is new and fresh. We are still going strong but there has been a few turns in the road. I think because CJ and I are so compatible that the little things irate us more. I apparently talk way too much and don't realize I repeat things. I take things he says too literally and don't realize he's pulling the "I'm kidding" card til it's too late. He can be critical...very critical to the point where it's too hard to make your point to fight back. He leaves the toilet seat up and yes I've fallen in. I will wait for sales, he won't. I will hold things in until I burst, then creating an awkward meltdown of tears. He is obsessed with his guitar and I wish he would put it down more often when I come to see him. We are both stressed and sometimes forget that the other person is equally as stressed. But I have to say that it seems so normal to me and all these lil issues that it's still a bit refreshing because nobody or relationship is perfect.

Cj and I are now in that stage where we hang out so much that we have to incorporate guy's nights and girl's nights into the mix. We don't see each other every single day but time apart to be us is definitely needed. He is still a man who needs to burp, fart without leaving the room, play his guitar and leave that blasted seat up. I'm still a woman who needs her chick flicks, cupcakes, shopping and girl gossip time. I think it's healthy for us and we usually met up after our solo time and we're happier to see each other too. It's a process...one I look forward to each day...

Carrie didn't wind up with Aidan...but I wouldn't trade him for any Mr.Big in the world...