Good Girl : A Memoir (9781476748986) by Tomlinson Sarah

Author:Tomlinson, Sarah
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon & Schuster

During our time apart, Scott relented. He would be willing to come to Boston and try it out for one year, after which I would agree to move somewhere else if he really didn’t like it. I was so happy I was high. I was getting everything I wanted. I had that deep feeling of peace that comes at the end of a very hard time. After the past twelve months of scrimping and studying and counting the days, I was ready to be happy, my career and my love both moving forward.

I flew to Portland to spend Scott’s last days there with him before we drove cross-country together. I had loved driving the northern route with Claire five years earlier, and I was ready for the cute his-and-her scenes pictured in so many romantic comedies. But Scott didn’t seem to be enjoying himself, and I had no idea why. We were together. This was our adventure. This was our new life.

We made it to Cambridge, where we rendezvoused with Beth at our apartment. I saw it through Scott’s eyes. It was small. It was rough around the edges. We bought a cheap futon and frame and put it on the floor, which was a far cry from the beautiful, comfortable, antique bed we’d had in Portland. I got defensive, but as usual, I hid anything other than a completely positive reaction, except for when my insecurity flared up in the form of a cutting remark; beware of the passive-aggressive perfectionist.

I threw myself into my work. Instead of lingering in bed with Scott in the mornings, as I’d fantasized about doing during grad school, I sprung up to make calls, tackle my assignments, and take long runs through the streets of our neighborhood, always propelled forward, always on the move.

Scott had gotten trained in IT and basic computer tech and was trying to make a career leap in conjunction with his move. But it began to seem like he might not find a job. He was worried about money. He missed his band. He missed his friends. I was full of good ideas for how he could apply for more jobs, put an ad in the local punk magazine for people to play with, and when he didn’t immediately jump to make things better, I was convinced he wasn’t trying hard enough. But I believed if we weren’t fighting, there was no problem, and if we loved each other, everything would work itself out.

Scott got an IT job. He had been desperate enough to feel he had no choice but to overlook this position’s downsides, which were considerable: it was in a suburb outside the city, and it was graveyard shift. Still, Scott gamely put on a pair of black slacks and an ironed gray shirt and went into work. It took him a while to adjust to his new sleep schedule, and he was tired and drawn. But he found the sweet spots, bringing me stuffed French toast in

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