Our Story Part 3

You can get parts one and two here

I continued walking home after getting Stephan's voicemail, telling myself that I WOULD NOT call him. When I got back to my apartment, Jenny (the roommate who set us up) was there. "Guess who left a message on my phone?" I said.

"Stephan?" she said.

"Yeah, but I don't want to call him back," I said.

She was surprised, "Why not?!"

"I don't like him!" was my excuse.

The next day, I chatted with some people about it, and one asked, "Well, what was the worst thing you found out about Stephan?"

I thought about it, and said, "He doesn't talk very much."

"Well," he said. "if that's the worst thing about him, then he deserves a phone call!"

With that, I called him back, and I could tell that he was very happy to hear from me. We had a very pleasant conversation (to my great surprise), and he asked if he could see me again sometime. I answered in the affirmative.

Our next date wasn't until the week before finals. That day, there was a big snowstorm. And I mean big. Stephan had only recently gotten his driver's license and didn't have snow-driving experience. To tell a long story short, I met my father-in-law on the second date.

Thankfully, my father-in-law didn't come with us on the date itself--I would have never given Stephan another chance after that. Besides the "chauffeur" it was a good date. We had lunch at Brick Oven, in case you are wondering. He talked A LOT on this date. After lunch, his dad drove us back to my apartment complex, and Stephan walked me to my door. Since it was just before Christmas break and I was going home for a few weeks, he asked me for my e-mail address. It must have been divine intervention, because I gave him mine. When I got inside, my roommates were sitting at the kitchen table, and they told me I was glowing (I denied this of course).

We e-mailed a bit over the break, and on my birthday, he sent me a "Merry Christmas" e-mail in the morning (I thought he forgot my birthday, so I reminded him) and then in the evening, he sent me a "Happy Birthday" e-mail along with a picture of a Star Wars birthday cake. I later found out that he remembered me telling him how my family celebrated my birthday, and he used that to time the e-mails. Brilliant.

After I got back from Houston, we were still e-mailing, and one evening, he directly told me that he wanted to ask me out again, but didn't know what to do. He asked me what I liked and disliked, and when I was available. I appreciated his honesty, and wrote him back with the information he wanted. With that information, he planned our next date...

To be continued...

Day 30: A Dream for the Future

Doesn't this kind of go along with the last post? Well, I guess this is the distant future.

In less than a year, Stephan will graduate, and while that isn't very far from now, it sometimes seems like it is.

I dream of a time when Stephan gets a good job in the computer programming field--a good job meaning a job he enjoys and that pays well. Then we can actually start SAVING money! Like I said before, the thought of having money in a savings account excites me. Yes, I'm a nerd.

I also dream of being a writer--having something published and possibly be a bestseller. Yes, in my dreams, but hey, this post is all about my dreams ;)

I also dream of having a clean house all the time, like that's ever going to happen. Then again, my mom somehow accomplishes this. But she doesn't have kids at home anymore, so it's a lot easier to do.

Oh yeah, I also dream of having a house of our own.

And in this dream, I also have kids. Hopefully I don't have the "Kimball Curse" (endometriosis) which would make having these kids difficult. We would have an even number of boys to girls, but knowing us, we'll probably have mostly boys.



That's the end of this series. I hope y'all have enjoyed it :)