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Message: <blockquote data-quote="nakia" data-source="post: 1840241" data-attributes="member: 25747">What a great thread!After college, I moved to the heat and boredom of College Station, Texas.  Excitement, however, was brewing.  A Barnes and Noble opened up three months after I moved there.The following summer, I got a job at that bookstore, to suppliment my very small graduate student income.  A 100 degree summer comes and goes, all the while I sell books and make some new friends.That fall, school starts again and Sarah returns to work at the bookstore.  She's nice, cute, and fun.  But I'm not interested.  In fact, I am hanging out with another girl who works at the bookstore, who has no reservations about telling me she is not interested in anything long term.  "That's cool," I tell myself.  Except it's not and we stop seeing each other.The bookstore crew is a social group.  We go out a lot after work.  Sarah is still nice, cute, and fun.  And I'm still not really interested.  More accurately, I am oblivious.  She (along with some other coworkers) write "Hot Newspaper Man" on my truck one night after work.  "Funny," I think.  I throw a Christmas party at my house.  Many people from the bookstore come over, including Sarah.  She stays until three in the morning, the last one to leave the party.  I have to kick her out so I can go to bed.  Still oblivious.I need a ride from the airport when I return from my dad's for Christmas.  Sarah volunteers.  On the hour and a half ride back, we end up talking almost constantly about anything and everything.  "How did I miss that she was this easy to talk to?" I think.  Texas A&M is playing in a bowl game that night, so as gratitude for picking me up, I offer to bring a pizza over to her house and watch the game with her.  A storm comes up, then a tornado, so we flee back to my (ground floor) place, watch the game, and eat pizza.  I spend the two weeks before the semester starts constantly in her company.  We watch "When Harry Met Sally" at a friend's.  She runs her fingers through my hair.  I take her on a real, non-pizza date.  We see "Shakespeare In Love."Two years later, I tell her I will take her anywhere in the country for her graduation present.  I now live in Virginia, she in Texas.  We've kept it going with letters, emails, credit card debt, and frequent flyer miles.  She wants to go to Boston.  In January.Boston in January is cold.  We spend New Year's Eve on the Common, but head back to our hotel early.  Then, at midnight, in room 609 of the Cambridge Hyatt, I tell her my only resolution is to be with her for the rest of my life, if she'll have me.  She says yes.It makes me feel good just to tell that story, so thanks to the Queen for starting the thread.</blockquote>

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