How did you met your SO?

[wild_urge]

That sounds like something out of a movie!

 

I hope you had a wonderful birthday and I'm glad you got your card on time.

 

Thank you

[tinktronik]

I was at the tail end of my divorce and looking to move to a town about 50 miles from where I had been living. I needed a 2 or 3 bedroom as my boys were living with me then. I had a friend tell me to call up another friend he knew who was looking to move out of his house that he owned in the town I wanted to live in. So I called up this guy (let's call him Ralph). Ralph said he had already moved out and would rent me his place, a 3 bedroom, furnished, first and last months, regular bells and whistles, ect. So I went for it and paid him almost everything I had in the bank and moved into this house with my boys. Awesome! Right?

 

So about a week after I moved in I hear these noises at the front door late-ish at night and this guy comes walking into the livingroom. I was completely freaked out. We were both looking at each other just frozen and I was trying to remember where the phone was to dial 911. The guy asks me "what are you doing in my house?"

 

Turns out Ralph had formed a bit of a drug problem and had "double rented" his furnished house to both me and this guy before heading off into the sunset; (better know as Boston). Me and the guy ended up sitting down and talking over the situation; he was only using the house a handful of days a month while he was working in town and handling some things with his estranged wife, we had met briefly once or twice at a local diner, and knew a lot of the same people.

 

I wasn't budging on going anywhere as I had just given Ralph all the money I had. Guy was in the middle of a nasty divorce too. I checked him out through mutual friends to make sure he was okay. We both ended up living there for a little over a year, me and him in different bedrooms and we became very good friends and confidants. We never paid Ralph another cent and did not hear from him again for years and years, his house eventually went into foreclosure.

 

When it was time to go our separate ways, me to one part of the country and guy to the other, he took the road trip with me to get me settled in. At the end of the trip I told him he was the best friend I had ever had and he said the same. He never did go off to the other side of the country. It's been almost 10 years since we met. Some days it's great, some days it's really hard... but most of the time it's worth it.

[liveforthelaunch]

I joined a roller coaster enthusiast website when I was 12, and a few years later, my boyfriend joined. We never really talked despite having him on MSN. The website we were both members of hosts many meetups at different amusement parks around the world, multiple times a year, and it just so happened that his plans fell through with his friends to go to Spain that summer, so he decided he was going to join me and many other members on a ten day roadtrip around America. Once I realized he was going, we started to talk, both in relationships at that time, so we discussed those a lot, and just roller coasters and everything. In the weeks and months leading up to the trip, we started to talk every day, but didn't think anything of it, didn't really have feelings for each other but certainly enjoyed company. By the time the trip came around, he no longer had a girlfriend and my two and a half year relationship with a high school friend was on its last legs. The night came and for some reason I realized I was nervous to meet him, but when I pulled up to the meeting place where we were all gonna stay for the first night, I leapt out of the car and gave him the biggest hug ever. Really from that night on, we just completely clicked, exact same sense of humour, everything. The first night had some fooling around and that, but throughout the trip I just really enjoyed getting to know him and spend time with him as a person, and I realized I had never felt that way about anyone before. I tried to ride with him on every ride, go in his car for every car journey, and basically we were inseparable, and when we're together when I go over there every few months, we're attached at the hip. Three nights before the end of the trip he told me how much he liked me and how he never falls for girls as fast as he did for me, and I'm the same way.. I can be antisocial and don't make friends easily, but I just warmed up to him so fast. The last night of the trip I was bawling my head off when we were all eating our last meal before parting ways. He told me I was coming to England in October, no doubt about it. I had no clue how I was coming up with the money or anything, but I agreed.

 

Well, since I met him on July 27th, I've been to England for a week in October, a week and a half in December, two weeks in February, and soon to be 75 days in the summer. Obviously I came clean with my ex and stuff, telling him everything that happened and how I was sorry but didn't want to be with him anymore. We share such common interests, have almost the exact same personality and everything that I couldn't just give it up because of the distance. He has changed me so much for the better... And his plans falling through to go to Spain last year could be one of the best things to ever happen to me, because if it hadn't been for that, I never would have met him.

Edited April 5, 2011 by liveforthelaunch