Wow!! What a weekend! It went from being a miserable weekend to the best weekend ever in a matter of hours!
It was a rather busy weekend thugh but because Mr. Perfect and I are playing house it made it seem longer than usual which was awesome! It made me even more sure that I want to move in with him. We just make a really good team, although we still have some communication skills to develop… at least we recognise that and are working on it
You know, he really is Mr. Perfect…. maybe not for everyone but Mr. Perfect for Me We actually have quite a love story! lol. (I love telling this story so seeing as it is my blog, I shall).
So when I was 4 or 5 we moved from Jo’burg to East London as my dad had gotten a good job offer. I was a little tomboy when I was young… not the usual little girl who plays with dolls and tries not to get he dresses wet…. I climbed trees, played in the mud and got hurt often!
Anyhoo…. my sister was already in std. 1 and she made friends with a girl who had a brother the same age as me. Naturally we then decided we should be friends (well he knocked on my door and asked if he could play with me) and from that point we became best friends and because he was a boy and I was a girl we were automatically boyfriend and girlfriend…. I still remember how all the kids used to sing “Stacey and Mr. Perfect sitting in a tree….” (ok so there was no Mr. Perfect but you get the picture!)
Anyway, so we used to hold hands and kiss in the bushes (all very innocent) at school when we were in grade 1 and then in grade 2 my parents got divorced and we moved back to Jo’burg with my mom.
My first birthday after I had left he even sent me a birthday present! I never forgot him although I admit that I didn’t think about it much and I moved on with my life here and never heard from him again…….. until last year!
It was a day just like any other, until my sister phoned me and I just missed the call, I listened to the voice mail she left and all she said was, “you’ll never guess who I heard from today” and immediately I knew…. I don’t know how, to be honest it could have been a lot of peopl, but I knew it was him! I phoned her back, got his number and she just gave me the run down of what happened. Turns out he had found her on skype and had just moved back to East London after living in Alberton (of all places) for about 3 years. He looked for us when he first moved up but obviously it wasn’t the right time.
Now I didn’t believe in the whole soulmate thing before, but I’m battling to think of any other reasons as to how this situation panned out the way it did!
Anyway… I then smsed him (my sis gave me his number) and I didn’t get a response until he phoned me the following morning… hangover and everything… I jumped out of bed and we spoke and caught up! It was so wierd speaking to him again! It felt like I knew him but there was so much to learn.
Well then I signed on to skype and we chatted all day everyday…. I fell in love almost immediately and I hadn’t even seen him yet! It was crazy and I’m not that kind of girl, i’m causios and even cynical at times! But anyway… I just knew somehow that this was it…. that he was the one!
I was a student at the time so we put money together and he flew up for the weekend and it was so amazing!
He went back after that weekend and exactly a month later he had packed up his life and moved back to Jo’burg. (he was planning to move back at the end of the year anyway but he couldn’t wait! )
And I suppose I can say the rest is history
It’s a cool love story hey?? Something to tell the grandchildren!