Friday, August 17, 2012
A few years later...
I'm typing this on my iphone. Rediscovered my post about hubs finding me on Craigslist. It now amazes me that he went through such not-like-him-at-ALL behavior to find me. He is very conservative and I am not. He has never smoked anything in his life. I support legalization. We compromise by him agreeing to grow it commercially if legalized. I love my husband. We celebrate 5 years in a few weeks.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Craigslist Confession and Online Dating
I met my hubby on Craigslist.
I was looking for a couch.
I found CL personals.
Free men!
Hmmmm...... I browse.
I am 39.
Next night, I browse again.
So many free men!
Should I make an offer?
I need opinions.
I consult friends.
Who are married.
"They're all perverts."
"Don't do it."
"It's for desperate people."
I am 39.
I write my post.
"...will relocate for love..."
Am I desperate?
A few responses intrigue me.
We chat.
My cheeks are blushed.
Pep in my step.
It's been a while.
Still chatting.
Too scared to meet in person.
My friends are worried.
Should I quit sharing my personal life?
I dream about him.
The exact him.
I fine-tune my wants.
I repost.
5 minutes later, my husband says hello.
I know you'll have hundreds of responses.
I meet all your wants.
He is so cute.
He looks private.
We chat.
One week.
I am walking on air.
Voice contact.
I giggle, I can't control the little girl inside.
I think it made him smile.
We are meeting. In person. Saturday!
LaMadellines.
I could feel my heart. In my stomach.
Watching every man that walked in.
There he is. He is tall.
I watch him walk through all the tables, looking.
Is he nervous?
"Shauna?"
I stand up and look in his eyes. Barely.
I tried not to giggle.
Love at first sight.
3 days later, he drove 2 hours to my town.
He told me he was going to marry me.
We celebrated our anniversary Nov 21.
True Story
I was looking for a couch.
I found CL personals.
Free men!
Hmmmm...... I browse.
I am 39.
Next night, I browse again.
So many free men!
Should I make an offer?
I need opinions.
I consult friends.
Who are married.
"They're all perverts."
"Don't do it."
"It's for desperate people."
I am 39.
I write my post.
"...will relocate for love..."
Am I desperate?
A few responses intrigue me.
We chat.
My cheeks are blushed.
Pep in my step.
It's been a while.
Still chatting.
Too scared to meet in person.
My friends are worried.
Should I quit sharing my personal life?
I dream about him.
The exact him.
I fine-tune my wants.
I repost.
5 minutes later, my husband says hello.
I know you'll have hundreds of responses.
I meet all your wants.
He is so cute.
He looks private.
We chat.
One week.
I am walking on air.
Voice contact.
I giggle, I can't control the little girl inside.
I think it made him smile.
We are meeting. In person. Saturday!
LaMadellines.
I could feel my heart. In my stomach.
Watching every man that walked in.
There he is. He is tall.
I watch him walk through all the tables, looking.
Is he nervous?
"Shauna?"
I stand up and look in his eyes. Barely.
I tried not to giggle.
Love at first sight.
3 days later, he drove 2 hours to my town.
He told me he was going to marry me.
We celebrated our anniversary Nov 21.
True Story
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