Our Anniversary!

I remember when Matt and I met, it had been over a year since the last time I had kissed a guy, and even longer since I had been on a good date. The last one, he still owes me something like 40 dollars. Either way when I signed up for a site called OkCupid I was a little jaded. Who would want me I was a loser, I was still living at home.

Oh wait I still am living at home.

I was still driving my piece of shit truck that had been rolled at least once already, had multiple CD’s stuck in the stereo system and couldn’t pick up radio if you paid it.

Oh wait I still drive that too.

It was back when I still had my mullet, at least at this point though it had been dyed from green blue and blonde to a semi pleasant black. I’m glad to say it is back to my natural red now and no longer cut into that awful shape.

Our first date we met in a town close by both of us, it’s kind of a hippie town with a lot of mystic stores and metaphysical shops and a few ’haunted’ restaurants and buildings.

We got root beers at a café and then we just kind of wandered around for a while, we played around at an arcade and we won enough tickets that he got me my very first present.

Honestly I don’t even think our first date ended because as soon as we parted ways we both rushed home and got on messenger. He told me about the cute girl he had met today and I told him about the hot guy who I was having a hard time not kissing all day, we made plans immediately after that to go to the Dinosaur museum the next day.

After that, he and I became inseparable.  Any chance we could get to see each other, we would take it. I remember when I decided that I wasn’t just infatuated with him I was in for real love.

I’m a hairstylist, at the time I was still in school, and I had just had this really awful just mean as all can be client who no matter what I did I couldn’t make her happy. I was sitting in the break room after she left and I was doing everything I could to distract myself from how horrible she was and try to keep from crying because of how badly my self-esteem was shattered. I had been thinking of texting him to ask for sympathy about my bad day when my phone buzzed because I got a text message. It said “Hey I was just thinking about you! I hope you have a good day ^^”

I don’t know what it was; maybe it was that he was thinking about me at the same time I was thinking about him, or that he seemed to know that I needed to talk to him? I have no idea but that was the moment for me when I decided I would do whatever it took not to loose him.

We met for the first time on January 24^th 2010, Monday will be January 24, 2011, and this has been the happiest year of my life.