I'm one of those lucky ones that got it right the first time. Yeah, I had boyfriends (and I use that term loosely), but normally, I didn't even like them, let alone LOVE them. They were fun for a few days, then they got annoying and after two weeks I was over it. I never had a serious relationship until the hubs.
Anyway, it was the end of October '06 and he started coming around Dairy Queen a lot (where I worked) and hanging out with me while I was working. Then he found me on myspace, added me, and we messaged back and forth a few times.. One morning I was leaving for school and there was a note stuck in my door saying "If you ever need some love (insert phone number here) - Tim." YES! I'm being serious. If you know me at all, you know I'm the least cheesy person EVER. I ever cried at sappy movies (actually, my lovely sister always said I had no heart.) and I'm (still) not romantic in the least. I find that sort of thing embarrassing, actually. BUT his little note, gave me the worst butterflies I'd ever had in my life. Of course, I'd NEVER call (also the kind of girl I was ;) but I put his number in my phone and tried to go on with my day without walking around like a cheeseball.
I never mentioned the note to him and we just went about our business. Then, on November 4th, he sent me a myspace message that said, "let's quit playing these games and hook up. check yes or no." Obviously I said that I checked yes.
Okay, maybe it was just me, or maybe I'm not the only one, but "hook up" either meant one of two things: hoooook up ;) ;) or hang out. I was in a show at school and that night in the dressing room I asked the girls what they thought he meant.. They said the same thing; he probably just wanted to hang out. OKAY! Gotcha.
I'm leaving the show and a mutual friend of ours calls me.. "OH MY GOSH YOU AND TIM ARE DATING?!?!"
I'm sure my face was priceless. I quickly stammered something about yeah, I know, so crazy and then went to my friend Katelyn's house to discuss this new development that seemed to have happened without me even knowing.
And the rest is history. :) Not only is he my first love, but he's my husband, my best friend, my soulmate, and the father to my babies. He's my safe place, comforter, and he (unfortunately) knows me better than I know myself sometimes. He annoys the CRAP out of me more often than not, but we're completely in love and I wouldn't change our relationship for anything. He tells me when I'm being a crazy grouch and I tell him when he's being a pain in my ass (which he usually is). I miss him a ridiculous amount when he's gone. I honestly couldn't have chosen a better match for me if I would've given God strict instructions for what I wanted in my husband. He's perfect for me!
If only he weren't a moron....
ReplyDeleteand PS. You were heartless:)