A heart-filled planning thread
I wasn't sure whether to create a planning thread here as I've been writing about my planning at my blog... but then I realised I don't really need an excuse to talk about weddings! So, here we go.
On New Year’s Eve 2009 I didn’t have any plans. My friends were mostly spending the night with their boyfriends, but I’d been single for nearly two years and that wasn’t an option for me. So I stayed in with my family, ate some nice food and watched a DVD.
I quite clearly remember thinking that evening that I’d be single forever. I didn’t think that in a depressing way, because I really liked being single – I had great friends and a good social life, and I generally found men to be more drama than they were worth. I thought I’d be single forever because I just couldn’t imagine falling for someone, or wanting to actually be in a relationship. Being in a relationship sounded like the worst thing ever.
The night we met
Two nights later, it was the first Saturday night in a brand new year, and as usual I was out with my friends. One of the girls wanted to meet up with a guy she liked, so we all ended up in a tiny pub with this boy and his friends. I had known all but one of them for years (we live in a small place; everyone knows everyone)… and the one I didn’t know was J.
I recognised his face from a temp job I’d had a few months before, but we’d never talked. So when I ended up next to him at the bar, I started a conversation. We chatted for ages and we had so much in common that, as we finished our conversation, I turned to my friend and said “I think that guy’s my soulmate!” – as a joke, obviously. But I found out later that he knew I was ‘The One’ on that very first night, and he told his friends straight away that I’d be his girlfriend. You’ve got to love his confidence!
With that said, it wasn’t really love at first sight – he seemed very nice, but I wasn’t looking for a boyfriend so I thought we’d just be friends. But I added him on Facebook, and over the next few weeks we talked near enough every day. For hours. And hours…