I read a blog post last night about someone’s bad date, and it got me thinking about all the good, the bad, and the ugly that goes into dating. Lord knows how happy I am that stage of my life is over! I have tried to figure out which story to share with you guys, but the truth is now that I am writing there is only one man I want to write about. I am lucky enough to call him my husband!
I resisted dating Dylan at first. You see I was into boys that weren’t all that into me. Sure they liked me, but building a relationship with a guy that just likes you is next to impossible. My younger self, thought this made them a “challenge.” Ha, I am glad I wised up! I hit a point in my life where I realized this wasn’t where I wanted to be. I was living with 2 other girls, a bit younger then me, and still repeating this rather lonely, dead-end relationship pattern when it hit like a ton of bricks one day, it was time to move on! Don’t get me wrong, my roommates where great, but they were at a different point in their lives and that was ok.
I went on craigslist and found a girl my age renting a room in a very nice apartment, so I took it. I met her friend, Dylan, just a few days after moving in. She had been mentioning him to me since we first met. I was just going downstairs to get my laundry when I heard the bell ring, I knew it was him. I remember thinking on my way back up the stairs (laundry in tow) “What if this is the guy I am going to marry? Oh god and here I am doing laundry!” Haha, we met in the hallway for a whole two minutes and that was it. That was in fact the first time I ever met my husband!
Well maybe a week later my new roomie took both Dylan and I to her company BBQ, then she promptly left us to fend for ourselves. Knowing no one else there, we got to spend a good amount of time getting to know each other. There was even a moment, late in the evening when the moon was out, where we almost shared an alcohol induced kiss but Dylan was not so induced and held back. He was our designated driver after all.
After that night Dylan started hanging around our house, a LOT! I quickly decided he was too nice of a guy for me, but we became good friends fast. Heck, he was practically my third roommate! Speaking of roommates, Dylan and her had been more like casual acquaintances before I came along, so she was taking this new attention as a sign that he was into her. Yes, she had originally set out to set us up together, but he was calling her to hang out since he didn’t really know me very well yet. Let’s just say signals got crossed.
About a month later, I had my wisdom teeth removed (all four of them). With me on drugs and my face swollen up like a chipmunk’s full of acorns, Dylan came over practically every night with my absolute favorite food in hand, mashed potatoes. It was then that I started using my drug induced sleepiness as an excuse to curl up next to him. It was also when we started holding hands under the blanket. Hehe. I felt like I was in middle school again, holding hands with a boy in secret!
Roughly, a week later I was leaving for a trip to the UK with my friend, Jenn. Before I left Dylan and I shared our first kiss. For the entire trip that was all I could think about! I knew this guy was going to be different. When I returned from my trip Dylan and I started dating and he asked me to be his girlfriend MAYBE a week later. Although, we later decided to celebrate our dating anniversary on the day we went to that company BBQ. I was thrilled, but my roommate on the other hand was not so pleased. She had a boyfriend of her own at the time, but she was hurt when we got together. It was not long before I got a place of my own and not long after that, that we bought a place of our own.
Dylan and I became inseparable very quickly. He is my best friend and biggest supporter. Everyday we find we love each other a little more, even when we thought we couldn’t possibly love one another anymore. I think back on the guys I dated or had a crush on and, even though it hurt at the time, I am so glad none of them worked out. Life told me when it was time to meet my man, my soul-mate, and I listened.