was a Saturday.
It was a gorgeous day, and I had nearly finished unpacking all of my boxes from our move 10 days prior to Paradise.
I had an old flatmate up for the weekend. She is from Laos. She and 'Salina were concocting plans that involved a slumber party in the living room, junk food and a movie.
I had plans.
See, a month before three years ago today, I had taken my (love) life into my own hands and updated my profile on a dating website - not because I was looking for Mr Right, but because you may never never know if you don't dip your toe.
There were a variety of nibbles on the line, but only one intrigued me enough to tug the line.
We "chatted" - first on IM, then on the phone. We texted and emailed and got to know each other long distance.
Then we made plans for a date.
Three years ago today, we had that first date.
Obviously, it went well.