High school Calculus class. But we'd known OF each other since 1st grade- we were in the same grade in a small school our whole lives, just hadn't ever gotten to know each other until our senior year of high school.
I met him in a laundromat. We were living in a Mexican neighborhood at the time, and he introduced himself to me because I was the only young woman he'd ever seen there (usually the place was full of tired-looking mamas with their kids and like ten loads of laundry).
I was dating someone else at the time. AND my future-DH had the same name as someone who had caused a huge rift in my relationship with this overly-jealous boyfriend. So I really gave future-DH the cold shoulder.
We didn't see each other again until two years later. We each had been dragged to the birthday party of a woman we didn't know. My friend and I came in late, and lo and behold, there was a place at the table right next to future-DH. We recognized each other, started talking, and found that in the two years since we'd met, we'd both moved eight miles north to again live within blocks of each other. We moved in the same month. We also both had taken new jobs, the same month, which were two blocks from each other. It was like we had been living parallel lives.
Anyway, that was seven years ago. I didn't let him get away again.
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We met when we were 12 yo. He was the football player, I was the cheerleader. We were "boyfriend/girlfriend" that summer. Lost touch for 2 years. We started talking again Freshman year in highschool, and have been together ever since.
Re: IHO Valentine's Day: How did you meet your DH/SO?
DH and I met on Match.com too. I used to be sort of embarrased to tell people, but now--who cares!!
I met him in a laundromat. We were living in a Mexican neighborhood at the time, and he introduced himself to me because I was the only young woman he'd ever seen there (usually the place was full of tired-looking mamas with their kids and like ten loads of laundry).
I was dating someone else at the time. AND my future-DH had the same name as someone who had caused a huge rift in my relationship with this overly-jealous boyfriend. So I really gave future-DH the cold shoulder.
We didn't see each other again until two years later. We each had been dragged to the birthday party of a woman we didn't know. My friend and I came in late, and lo and behold, there was a place at the table right next to future-DH. We recognized each other, started talking, and found that in the two years since we'd met, we'd both moved eight miles north to again live within blocks of each other. We moved in the same month. We also both had taken new jobs, the same month, which were two blocks from each other. It was like we had been living parallel lives.
Anyway, that was seven years ago. I didn't let him get away again.