I know you’ve heard time and time again about the idea that men set the pace when it comes to relationships, and don’t get me wrong that is something that I have always agreed on. However, I didn’t really realize how much that would affect me personally until I got engaged. Let me elaborate….
So I went into getting my apartment in downtown Chicago in 2015 with the mindset that it would be my ode to bachelorette living. It was filled with amenities, it was safe, and it was totally impractical size wise to accommodate anyone outside of myself… It was the first time in years that I made a decision based on what EYE wanted and not on how said decisions may affect others. That being said, it holds a special place in my heart because of that.
After Jason proposed things became a whirlwind. After getting engaged in June 2016 we discussed that since his lease would be up the end of February 2017 it would make sense for him to move in so that we could save for the wedding. FINE. WITH. ME.
Fast forward to him coming back to Chicago (he had been in Atlanta for work for five months) in November of 2016 and I noticed that he kept leaving more and more things at my apartment. Finally he got fed up and was like “Can you make some room for me please?” It was at that moment that it dawned on me… He was moving in NOW, not when his lease was up, and I was not ready.
Don’t get me wrong I am beyond excited to get started on this journey called life together, but what Jason didn’t get is that he had so much more time to digest everything than I had. He had been planning the proposal for months, he had been setting the pace in which we progressed in our relationship since its inception. From the minute after he proposed I was playing catch up, and it was overwhelming.
Because Jason was the pace setter in our relationship he was more equipped to handle the changes, he had been mentally preparing to make this step for a while and was ready. While I have known for quite a while that Jason is who I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, I wasn’t sure WHEN it would happen, so I wasn’t able to emotionally prepare for the changes that would come with that decision in the way that he was able to.
Based on the discussions we had after Jason popped the question I calculated that I would have until February to “get on board” and turn my “bachlerotte living” mind frame into a mind frame of “we, us, and our.” I know the thought of this seems silly, because Jason and I have been dating for years. However, for me the concept of us really doing this FOR REALS and FOREVER came for me the minute after he asked for my hand in marriage. Up until that point we were kind of just on a trial basis. Lol. When he abruptly moved in in November I was taken aback. I didn’t have the time that I anticipated that I would have to process what my life would potentially look like as a soon to be ex single person. I felt overwhelmed and ill prepared.
This is something that I have had to work through over the past few months… And while living with Jason has been so much more than I had hoped for, it is so much fun to come home to and wake up to your favorite person day in and day out… It has been an adjustment catching up to where he is mentally, because of his head start.
I think this is something that we will both have to adjust to… on this road to holy matrimony. I’m so pumped for the road ahead, in the meantime I am making an effort every day to bridge the gap between Jason and I on the way there.