Lately I've been thinking about what I want out of life. I want to be married. I'm tired of being 'the girlfriend'. I have friends call Jake my husband and I have to correct them. The thing is... I don't want to. We've been together for over five years, which is beyond girlfriend years in my book. I want to live in a house. Hell... I'd settle for a bigger apartment at this point. I know it will be a while but it's a goal I want to put on the table. Moving. Oh man... I would kill to move away. Out of California would be best, but even somewhere less city-like. I enjoy having stores close by but would love to have a little breathing room between buildings. When Jake and I drove up to San Francisco I was so happy. We were together enjoying each other and a different surrounding. The green grass, the cleaner air... it was just so nice. The city is convenient... but sometimes a little drive is worth it. I'd rather live some where that I could enjoy and make a trip out of dinner than dodging a million shitty drivers while hopping over to the closest diner. I also miss our date nights. To be fair it's been so hectic I understand us putting it on hiatus. But now it would be nice to just snuggle together while watching a movie or just eat together. Again, it's been hectic... but we promised to stop and take some time out. I think it's really important. Now that the big trip is over and we've got some time on our hands it's something I want to get back into. I'm just so glad we're finally getting back into the groove of things. I really missed 'us'. Did I mention I'm PMSing?

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