Q&A: How I Met My Husband

I’m grateful for the opportunity to share this story (again) but I’m not sure it will be helpful since I’m somewhat eccentric.

N was a long-time reader on a forum where I posted a lot. He loved what I had to say, and when he ended up in the same town for an internship, he suggested that we meet so that I can share my insights into professional realization. I almost didn’t go because I don’t like Russian people. But in the end I did go and the moment I saw him through the window of a Starbucks, I knew that my train had arrived. I had a group of admirers back then, and when I got home after that meeting at Starbucks, I called all of them and explained that I was no longer available for anything.

N and I went on an official date a couple of days later. It was our first and last date. At the beginning of the date, he declared that he was interested in pursuing a romantic relationship with me. At the end of the date, I invited him to come over, which is unheard of for me. I detest having people in my space. He came to my place, and we started living together. There was no actual dating after that. We lived together first at my place, then at his, and so on, until we got married 1,5 years later.

This is all mega cute but not helpful to anybody else because he and I are both very strange people and clearly made for each other in our strangeness.

10 thoughts on “Q&A: How I Met My Husband

    1. the moment I saw him through the window of a Starbucks, I knew that my train had arrived.

      Isn’t this the most romantic thing ever? That’s how it should be for everybody.

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      1. I also want to mention that a lot of hard work preceded this happy moment. I materialized the relationship, weird as it might sound, by imagining it many times over, in the most minute detail.

        I highly recommend this method to people who are searching for a relationship.

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        1. @clarissa “I materialized the relationship, weird as it might sound, by imagining it many times over, in the most minute detail.”

          Would you please post a link to the blog post where you talked about doing that. I tried doing a search but came up empty. Thank you!

          Amanda

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  1. LOL, Kid, one cannot control love. Contrary to the song, sadly it really is “only for the lucky and the strong” — and being male, that wonderful euphoria is somewhat tempered by understanding that you have just acquired a dependant ;-D

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