What can I tell you, chickadees, I'm "singing in the rain" in love. Who would have thought I would ever finally settle down? Some might say they always saw it coming, but in recent times, I was showing no sign of looking for a serious relationship. I had just lost a lot of weight, increased my self-esteem and confidence, and was ready and eager for my new adventures. Boy, did I venture onto a BIG NEW ADVENTURE called love.
Like I've recently mentioned, I joined a couple of dating sites. The last one was Match.com. I can't recall how many potential suitors I interacted with, till I met Eric. They became a blur after I met him. Sheesh! Listen to me! Who IS this woman sounding so sappy and cheesy?!
I'm in my late twenties, and can proudly admit that I've never had a boyfriend, let alone a serious committed one. I guess I'm what you call a "late bloomer." So, you can imagine my hesitation, fear, and confusion with all of this. It took me 3 months of dating before bringing up the "the talk." I felt like it was time. Guess what, he admitted that he was waiting for me to be "ready."
Three months of being official, and six months of dating, I whispered into his ear, "I think I'm in love with you." He responded with, "I know that I'm in love with you." Ladies and gentlemen, I've been hooked, head over heels happy, and never have looked back, since then.
I "stand" before you, and the rest of my readers, with these confessions:
1. I love to cuddle, and be spooned.
2. I find myself wishing he had come to work with me.
3. I feel everything is right, when he holds my hand.
4. I make collages of our pictures (No scrap-booking yet. I haven't hit rock bottom)
Okay, I'm done with the sappiness. Now bring on the football season and all its glory!