Sunday, June 20, 2010

Our Story


With the big move fastly approaching (5 days in counting), I find myself reflecting on all the changes in my life that have blindsided me in the past 2 years. I have also encounted a vast amount of questions about my relationship with Kory. People are curious about the guy that is dragging me to Oregon and want to know about our relationship. One of the many questions are: "How did you two meet?" Well, I was blindsided with a romance with Kory. Now I do not go on to tell people the whole story I am about to share with you, I usually just mention that we met through a mutual friend and move on but there is so much more to that...
I met Kory over 3 years ago when I came over to his house to hang with a friend, who just so happened to be Kory's roommate. It went something like this-

"Amber, this is my roommate Kory, Kory this is Amber". Pretty basic introduction.
Now, when I was a little girl and I thought of meeting the love of my life I pictured my heart beating out of my chest like in the cartoons, time turning into slow motion as the song "Take My Breath Away" echoed through the room, this was not the case with Kory. I can safely say it was NOT love at first sight, and I am sure Kory can agree. But wait...what was wrong with him then? Why didn't we jump into eachothers arms and promise to 'never let go' like Jack and Rose on the Titanic?
It is pretty simple why none of the hollywood crap above happened- because Kory was dating someone else, well not only dating but living with her. That alone exempts any attraction or thoughts of being with him. Was I upset at this? Nope, I didn't care...like I said, I just met the guy and really didn't give it much thought. When I would come to the house I would see him, we didn't have much exchange and just went about our own business.

A few months later, I found myself in an odd position, while spending the summer home in Kalispell, I found out I might be homeless when school started that fall. The mutual friend offered me a room at the home they were currently residing in and I happily obliged, especially since the shcool was in walking distance of the house. So in late August 2007, I moved into the house with the mutual friend, Kory, and Kory's girlfriend. Yup, you heard it here first, Kory and I lived together before we even dated. Not only that, I lived with one of Kory's girlfriends, now aren't we just one happy family?

As roommates, Kory and I had the same relationship as mentioned before when we first encounted eachother, we may have shared some small chit chat but never spent anytime together. We just shared the same living space. No big deal.

With another semester under my belt I returned to Kalispell for winter break. During that time, I stayed in touch with mutual friend who informed me over the phone that Kory's girlfriend had moved out after a spat of some sort. Did I jump up, put on hot leather pants, and make my move on Kory? Nope. I didn't really care, as long as my rent didn't go up.

When I returned in Janurary to start the new semester, mutual friend asked me if I would spend time with Kory since we usually excluded him from our hang out time and Kory was now by himself. So I started to hang out with him at home. I would usually sit there and glance at the TV show he was watching or we would play a board game, sometimes we surfed the internet looking at females body parts and rated them. Yes, another odd dynamic, we looked at nude pictures together before we ever dated.

Eventually Kory started to open up and vice versa. I found out he was funny, sometimes silly and smart. Did I think he was dull and ditsy before? No, I just didn't get to know him until then. He also started to appear more attractive to me, not that I thought he didn't look good before but I never let myself feel attraction to him when he had a girlfriend. One day, while watching TV, I complained to him that no one texted me anymore and acted dramatic that my electronic social life was ending. Shortly there after my phone vibrated. A number not recognized by my phone lit up and the message read "hi". It was Kory. After that we developed a friendship via text. We still talked in person but even sitting next to eachother we would text secrets and have deep conversations. Soon my heart started to flutter when I recieved a message from him and I was developing feelings. People started noticing, in particular, mutual friend.
One day, via text message, Kory told me he wanted to kiss me. I was shocked but estatic. And minutes later I found myself at the bottom of the staircase in his arms sharing a long kiss. Then that kiss turned into many secret kisses, stolen before bed, after class, in the kitchen when we were alone and for a while, no one knew of our secret romance. And then, like all love stories-

THE CRAP HIT THE FAN.

Mutual friend found out that Kory and I were kissing, because he walked in on it. Then, being the head tennant told Kory he had to move out. Why? Because it turns out mutual friend liked me as more than a friend, a feeling that was not mutual. Kory disclosed our relationship to exgirlfriend who did not appreciate him moving on so soon and lead to more havoc. In that 24 hour period, no one was a winner. Kory and I hurt people we cared about, but was wanting be with him wrong? I regretted that my actions hurt one of my friends, but I didn't regret my actions. After that, we took time apart and then talked when we had a moment alone, we decided we wanted to try dating exclusively and Kory moved out, just in time for our first date later that weekend. Where things awkward at the house with mutual friend? Yes. Was seeing exgirlfriend out and about causing me to feel a twinge of guilt for hurting a nice person's feelings? Absolutely. But time heals all wounds, and I know in the end she found someone she could love and I found mine.
Kory and I faced a lot together when we started dating, sometimes I am surprised we got through it. Now, over two years later and still in love, we are starting a life together in a new place. The tough stuff isn't over yet but I've got my stinky and my puppy with me to get me through.


I love you Kory.



My decision

It seems that my life has taken quite a turn since we last blogged, quite a bittersweet turn that is. You see, I was becoming one of 'those' girls, you know, the type who worked hard their whole life and then once they reach a certain goal they just 'settle' into something they are completely comfortable and used to doing.
For me that was waiting tables and living in a one bedroom apartment with my pup. I was doing fine, making a living off of serving people food and beverage, going home with a decent amount of tips each night, and doing it all again the next night and all weekend. But then, after two years of being a Hooters Girl (please hold the gasp and the soap box speech), I found that it was time to hang up my pantyhose and orange shorts and move on with a career I actually went to school for. One problem: Montana is NOT the place to be trying to get a job at right now, especially one that 200+ college graduates want and will apply for as well.
So, I swallowed my pride and decided to make a big move for myself and my relationship. My boyfriend moved to Oregon months before I made up my mind to follow, he also was tired of 'settling' for a dead end job and started a career in the feild he got his degree in. We talked about me reloacting eventually for months but I never made that definate decision until about 2 months ago. Thus I put in my notice with work and my landlord, I started making arrangements to move, found a place to live and started job searching. I had a few interviews but no luck so far. Thats okay, everything will work out eventually, right?
The hard part is telling people in MT about the move. Especially people who know me well. My family aside (they are surprisingly supportive about this move), people tend to take the news as a shock. I get surprised looks and concerned questions like:
"what are you going to do there!?"
"So you are moving to like, no where?"
"Is Kory going to marry you? Are you sure you aren't just changing your life for a guy?"
or my personal favorite because lets face it, my friends aren't the smartest people in the world-
"OMG you are going to LOVE Portland!"
Haha, why does it seem when people think about Oregon they assume Portland is the only thing out there? I like Portland too but I am able to grasp that there are other places besides Portland in Oregon. It seems that Montanans have no idea of what lies beyond our state boarder unless it is a large town like Boise, Spokane, Seattle and Portland. If they can't picture you in one of those towns, it is as if you fell down a hole in a tree to a mystical land of the unknown, and they panic...thinking you will be lost in a thick Canadian forest dying of thirst and hunger.
Then, once I tell them I am indeed not moving to Portland they pity me, asking how far from Portland I will be (so that way I can get my city-fix I guess), or they assume the next available association with Oregon and say-
"Ahh I LOVE going to the coast, you are so lucky to be living right by the ocean." Alright, I get that Oregon is closer to the ocean then Montana is, but realistically, I have been to Oregon multiple times in my life and not once have I ever seen or been to the Oregon coast while visiting. Why? Because Oregon isn't Hawaii, I am not surrounded by ocean, and my home is not by the Ocean and if I do go to the coast it will be because I am getting in the car, driving for hours and staying a few days there because it is far from where I live.
On second thought, maybe it is best I am getting out of here ;)