As a college grad, I was desperate to start my first real job. I accepted a position near Madison and had a mere two weeks to completely move out of my apartment in Eau Claire, relocate and find a new place to live. I was kind of panicking, but determined to make it work. (My new employer had initially asked me to start in ONE week, to which I negotiated to two. What kind of crazy expectation is that?!)
I knew very few people in Madison at the time, one of them being my cousin Liz. I reached out and asked if I could crash with her and her fiancé Herby until I could find a place of my own. She graciously invited me to stay with them, but also referred me to one of their friends, Joel, who lived closer to my new job and whose roommate had just moved out. Liz said Joel was in business with Herby and described him as "really nice and has a cat.” Hm, I liked nice people and I also had a cat, so it sounded like pretty solid preliminary criteria. Attempting to dig up more on my potential new roomie, I looked up this friend on Facebook (of course). …To find out that he was attractive too. Well.
At this point I was thinking, “Okay, so he’s apparently nice, has a cat, and he’s hot. This is off to a GREAT start.” At Joel’s suggestion, we met for sushi and took the opportunity to see whether we’d be compatible as temporary roommates. After a few rolls of sushi and cups of hot sake, we decided we were having a fun enough time to walk down the street to grab another drink and shoot some darts.
All that matters after this point is that I beat Joel at darts. (This has not happened since.) And no, he did not let me win.
I’m kidding; A LOT of things mattered after that point. Nearly six years of incredible things happened between the afternoon we met and the morning he asked me to marry him... We had our first kiss. We went on another “real” first date. He told me during my continued apartment search that he’d really like it if I’d stay living with him. We moved into the same bedroom in said two-bedroom apartment. We traveled. We bought a house. Brought home a puppy. And like, a billion other little things.
…Little things that have added up to this big thing that we’re in now – life as we know it.
So please, come party with us! You are our favorite people and it would mean the world to have you celebrate our marriage with us.