2 years ago on september 25th me and my girlfriends went to a bar.
It was a Saturday night and it was busy.
We wanted to sit, but tables being in high demand, this was proving to be nearly impossible.
But I spotted a HUGE booth, with only 2 guys.
One of those guys in particular was quite attractive.
So it was a win win situation when I asked if we could share the booth and the answer was yes.
We sat and immediately the blonde boy and I bantered.
I told him my name was linda.
Linda? I don't know. All I know is you don't meet boys in bars, so why tell him my real name?
Well, blondie was a charmer...an actor perhaps? Wouldn't be surprised...so many in that damn town...but he seemed too genuine.
So turns out no, he was not an actor...shoo!
He was an esl teacher on his way out of the country next month.
Awesome, just my type.
Unavailable.
So I gave him my number and had to explain that linda was not my name.
Long story short, we hung out the next night, and I knew he was 'it'. I was done. That night I knew that I had never been in love before meeting him.
Now it wasn't that easy...there was long distance calling for months...and a reluctant move back to the town he hated, to see about 'us'.
But we did it.
And here we are together, happy, new town, new house, and new dogs.
But again most importantly, together.
Damn, I am lucky.