Upon learning of my divorce, I think it took people approximately...oh, 4.85 seconds before they began asking me about dating. Dating? Please people! Let's let the ink dry on the divorce paperwork before we begin using the D word.
And then BAM. Just like that. It happened.
Shortly after I moved into my new place, I met someone. Someone who was absolutely perfect for me in every way.
What better day than Valentine's Day to reveal to all of my blog readers my new love?
Ladies and Gentlemen, meet:
It's true. I'm in love with me. I'm kind, caring, and I rarely piss myself off. I always clean up after myself, I occasionally bring myself flowers. After a stressful day at work, I'm so thoughtful that I've been known to pour myself a drink, and INSIST that I kick my feet up and watch a chick flick. I've never hogged the covers and "we" always seem to agree on what to watch on TV.
It's such a rewarding relationship. One that I could NOT be any happier to be in. For me, for now - I'm good.
On this day of love, I hope you're sharing it with the person who completes you. Even if the person who completes you, is YOU! Happy Valentine's Day, friends.