I don't often make a habit of writing about the things in my life that are less than exceptional, especially when there isn't much humor involved. I have been with my English boyfriend for just shy of 3 years. I've left Chicago and my job to move in with my parents, an interim move before heading to the UK. After all this was done we were told the UK has entered into a 'period of cutbacks' where they will be cutting back on foreign workers by 25%. Because I'm not in the UK, I am part of that 25%.
So now I am working for a Chicago company in my parent's house in Indianapolis. I have a stack of boxes and furniture in the garage, fate unknown. I will soon not have a source of income and no plans on going to the UK with any sort of legitimacy. I have a cat I will not leave behind and a boyfriend I need to get to 6,000 miles away.
Everyone asks, "Why don't you just get married?" My answer is, moving to a new country is a pretty massive step, one I am taking to get to the NEXT step of our relationship, and that is to just be normal. My world for the duration of our relationship has been IMs, emails, suitcases, international dialing and Skype. It's expensive and emotionally draining. Marriage is a decision he and I will make, on OUR time. So this is not really an option.
With that, I'm left with absolutely no ideas and very little accessible help. The saving grace is that I have friends in Indianapolis and parents who won't evict me. Which is good since I won't have a job in a month.
This is my venting session. You are my niche market.
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Welcome back to Indy. Hope for your sake it's a short stop. If you'd like to play kickball with Elise, Carmelina and I (and a bunch of others) let me know. We play every Wednesday at 6pm around 71st and Michigan. Or in the very least it would be cool to hear a bit of your story over pizza and a beer.
Leif 317-457-8750
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