speed dial #2
September 16th, 2009 | Written by hurricanic
Well, friends? It’s official. I am in a bona fide, committed, exclusive dating relationship. And though it seems a little silly for me to write all of that out so deliberately, I am well aware of the fact several of you have walked this tragic road of (albeit humorous) disappointment with me for months. It only seems fitting to pause for celebratory hallelujahs as it appears I am, at least currently, enjoying the fruit of patient endurance.
As all the cliches go, “just when you’re not looking”, love may have indeed found its way to my front door when I wasn’t expecting it. Or my e-mail inbox. Same difference. Since everyone will ask, I’ll share the details.
My eHarmony membership came to a glorious conclusion the end of June. I very willingly signed on one day to abort the automatic renewal that would’ve been charged to by Visa July 1. And yes, for the record, I may have actually flipped Neil Warren’s image the bird as my computer screen confirmed my departure. I needed a break. I needed a break BAD. What I didn’t know, however, even though I didn’t renew by subscription, was that I would continue to be matched with people. Annoying. For a couple weeks I would wake up to “You have a new match!” e-mails. I would roll my eyes and immediately reach for the delete button on my keyboard. A handful of e-mails appeared as well declaring “So-and-so would like to begin communication with you”. “Like I care,” I would sigh as I, again, put great joy into pressing “delete”.
One night I was up working late. At something obnoxious like 2 a.m. I received yet another eHarmony e-mail that, frankly, almost drove me over the edge. Mind you…I was editing wedding photos. I took a much needed break from retouching the shiny happy faces of a 22-year-old bride and her 23-year-old groom to sign on to eHarmony for the last time. I was determined to find the “STOP MATCHING ME WITH PEOPLE!!!!” button. Somehow, however, my annoying childlike curiosity bit me in the hindparts and led me to wonder who had wanted to start dialogue. If nothing else, I could use the blog material, right? I mean, honestly people…what have you been reading this last month without my faithful posts? Are you actually sitting in your offices having to work?
So there I was, reading over the profiles of prospective suitors. Wouldn’t you know? Seven of the eight requests were about as high caliber as those I had posted before. That’s right. Seven of them. The eighth? Well…he now owns a tigephant. And…just in case you’re curious…he loves it.
Though it’s only been a couple months, things are pretty amazing. They’re hard at times. Learning to communicate is, well…interesting. But the reality of what’s unfolding here continues to open my heart to new levels of joy. I’ll keep you posted for sure, but as things now stand we’ll just say he’s earned his way to speed dial #2 on my cell phone. That’s right, people. Before the family and the trifecta of women I call my closest of friends. Big time, that speed dial #2 spot is. And before any of you ask, voicemail is programmed as #1, so there isn’t really any sort of joke there about “the other guy” or “how often I speed dial Jesus”. Don’t go looking for it.
Excited to hear more…
I am to give you the congratulate. so hapy! You bauetful and can of cours be geting all of the man u wanted, but are chosen the winer! u don’t find that 2 often!!!!
U are so grate! I tink u can get all of the man u wanted. So hapy for u!