In 2002, my longest and best friend (Roma) set us up on a blind date. We had three great dates before I learned my biotech company had been acquired by Boston’s Millennium….so I was getting relocated to Boston with short notice.
We parted ways.
Over the next 9 years, each of us married poorly, made bad decisions, and suffered in poor relationships. I was able to relocate to the Bay Area again in 2006, with my Bostonian wife attached. Her accent drove me insane. People that talk that way should only marry each other. Keep it in the family.
Anyway, in 2011, I found myself in the midst of divorce. I lost most of our circle of friends in the mess, and felt that I had few connections left. I began spending a lot of time at Roma’s house, only to find that Janice had moved in – being in the midst of divorce herself.
We were both in bad shape. I used my need for basic living requirements to entertain them, taking them shopping for pots, pans, and minimal furnishings to outfit my new downsized lifestyle living in the basement of a large apartment building. Janice and I spent more and more time together. Eventually she started sneaking out of Roma’s house to come stay with me. Someone said we were like two catapults launching at each other…an inevitable amorous relationship ensued.
Three years later, we are happier today than we have ever been before.