Sunday, October 04, 2009


In looking back at my many entries, I realized that I never shared the story of how Wilson and I became a couple.  As I think back on it, there was no meeting of eyes across a crowded room or declarations of instant love but it is still a good story.  But before I tell that story, let me share with you a bit my backstory.

My twenties were pretty typical - lots of fun, trips, guys and nights out with the girls at local bars.  I had lots of fun and made every bad decision about guys that you can make.  I went to see "He's just not that into you" with some work girlfriends and cringed in way too many places as I made most of the typical guy mistakes that were highlighted in that movie. 

Finally, after a couple of job changes I knew that I had to make some radical changes to my life.  I decided (1) to find a job where I did not travel like an idiot - my previous jobs had me travelling up to 60% of my time, which led to exhaustion, no life and a near breakdown - (2) go on a man hiatus and (3) get a dog. 

The right job came about after a while - I took some short term contracts to pay the bills, made some cuts in my spending and eventually I found a job with a great company. 

The man hiatus was to make me realize that I was OK on my own and to stop waiting for a guy to 'rescue' me.  I wanted to get my head and heart aligned so that the next time I met someone who gave me butterflies I would be able to determine if he was Mr. Right or Mr. Right Now. 

The dog - Maggie.  Adopting my sweet girl from the Humane Society on that rainy October day in 1999 was one of the best choices I have ever made.  Because of her, I got into better shape from walking 90 minutes a day, 7 days a week, made great friends at the dog park and had to care for something other than myself.  Most of all, unconditional love met me at the door everyday with a wagging tail and that is the best thing of being a dog owner. 

By the time I met Wilson, I had changed my life quite drastically from what it was and I was in a good place.  I knew what was important to me and I was happy with me, my life and where I was.  I had stopped looking for a boy to save me and decided to save myself.  

And then came Wilson.  More on that later!


Little Ms Blogger said...

That's the best time to meet someone, when you're happy with yourself.

When you look for someone to make you happy instead of doing it yourself is when you pick the wrong person.

Can't wait to hear how you met Wilson.

Little Ms Blogger said...

I'm so happy you're back, I left you this

to entice you to come back to the blog world.