I suppose I forgot to tell you all that the firefighter replied to my response to his initial email. He was kind and cordial and wished me all the happiness in the world (and apologized for being such a dumbass).
His surprise contact led to a lot of thinking about the past couple years, and the adventures in dating.
It almost seems surreal.
I mean, really. Reading back through the archives, I’ve been through a lot.
What do you do when you end up with a date who talks during movies? You ditch him of course.
What do you do when you find someone who thinks you’re not so much a real person as the sum of your blog posts? Dump him via the blog of course. Sayonnara.
Maybe you give up and run away for some quality time on the beach like I did.
But then what do you do when you stumble upon the person of your dreams?
What do you do when you find someone whose sentences you finish, and who finishes yours? Someone who feels like an old friend from the moment you’ve met? Someone who actually meets and exceeds your Ridiculously High Standards and adds to your life in ways you never imagined? And (don’t read this part Mom & Dad) who also rocks your effin’ socks off in the bedroom, in ways you didn’t even know they could be rocked?
What do you do when you fall in love in an instant and can honestly say each day is better than the last? When you’ve found your soul mate, your perfect partner, your true love?
You say “Yes” of course.