I'm really bad at this whole keeping a journal thing, but I know its good for me to do it. It helps me sort things out in my head, when everything comes together in a jumble and it all gets so tangled I'll never find my way out on my own.
So back in the day about a year ago, I was an hourly manager for Marie Callender's. In an attempt to keep me from getting a second job, my area supervisor asked me to help out and fill in at two other local stores, so I did. I worked two days a week at one store and one day a week at another, on top of the usual five I was putting in at my home store, yes this led to a lot of double shifts, but it was something new and kinda fun. This craziness led to me meeting the man I'm going to marry. He worked at the Concord store the store I was filling in two days a week at, the first day I worked there I saw him, and thought he was one of the hottest guys I'd ever seen. He looked up at me when I came around the corner and was smiling, I swear I had to catch my breath. I had the biggest crush on him I have ever had on anyone, just ask my friend Timmy, he heard all about it. Of course I had a boyfriend that wasn't really working out, and he had a girlfriend, it was doomed to failure. I put in my time there, would talk to him in bits and pieces, flirt occasionally, tease a little (the time I caught him saying something very "inappropriate" to the cooks in spanish), and when my time was up I left. I broke up with my 'boyfriend' not long after.
I continued to fill in at the other store in Hayward, and put in my five days at San Ramon, not long after helping out the area supervisor I was offered a salary position. So I went into training at the San Jose store and three weeks later much to my suprise I got placed back at Concord. My first day back I couldn't help but wonder if he still worked there, during my shift I was dissapointed I didn't see him anywhere... I went and checked the schedule and smiled to myself, he still worked there!!!
I never smiled so much as when I worked with him, just being within a few feet of him put the biggest grin on my face. All right so he still had a girlfriend... that was ok he was such an awesome guy I wouldn't mind having another friend if he was interested, besides I was his boss, and that was so against the rules. Towards the end of every shift, I would go talk to him while he did his tables, we had quite a bit in common. About a month later he came to work one day in the foulest mood I had ever seen him in (at that point) I asked my fellow manager if she knew what was wrong with him (she was bursting with excitement) he and his girlfriend had broken up. I couldn't believe she was excited about it, I felt so bad he looked so miserable. I tried to talk to him, he wasn't really up for talking, I told him if he ever wanted to, I'd listen. I went up front and slammed his section, don't get me wrong I wasn't trying to be mean, I'd been there before and I knew it helped to be too busy to think about it.
A couple weeks later a co-worker invited both of us over to her house to watch the election (we had all voted for Kerry) normally I would not have been interested, but if he was going... we both went... we both decided to leave at the same time, we walked out together said our goodbyes and got in our cars, I hardly sat in my seat before I threw my door open jumped out and ran around to his driver window. He looked at me hid a smile and rolled down his window (I still didn't know what I was doing). I told him that if he was interested he should hang out sometime soon, he agreed that we should and said that he was free the next night, amazingly enough I had the next day off. It was set we would call each other the next day. Though I referred to it as 'hanging out' (I didn't want to scare him away) it ended up being a date. He came down to S.R. and we went to dinner at the Macaroni Grill and then walked through all the shops (and ran into my family... talk about uncomfortable and weird) well that got meeting the parents and my brother out of the way, how random!
This is already a pretty long story, but... I'm not done yet. My fellow manager invited a group of us to come to her apartment and then go to a karaeoke bar. Steven was going, he was the last to arrive at her apartment we all started walking to our cars, Shelley and Tilda went together, Gwen was driving her car, and Steven and I had conveniently parked in the saming parking lot. We got to our cars and it just didn't make any sense for us to take two, so we rode in his car. We got to the bar and this creepy older man came over and made a rude comment towards me in am attempt to hit on me, I scooted closer to Steven. We all had a good time, Steven had a bit more to drink than he could drive with so I drove his car back to Gwen's where she insisted "we" stay for awhile so Steven could sober up (she really wanted to get into Steven's pants). Eventually I got sick of her blatant flirting with Steven and went to leave, Steven jumped up to leave behind me. We walked out to our cars together, we were alone and didn't really want to go anywhere. We sat in his car and talked for hours, right before the sun started coming up we decided we should both head home and get some sleep.
Many evenings of hanging out followed, one night we went to Safeway and I made enchiladas at 1 o'clock in the morning while we watched The Girl Next Door.
The first night I slept there, we were still only "friends" I offered to come by after I got off work, and come hang out with him, he was only in the mood to lounge around and lay in bed, I offerred to come lounge with him (what can I say I was already in love). (We still hadn't kissed by the way) I told him I would leave when he got sleepy, he cuddled up with me and wouldn't let me leave, when I woke up the next morning he was still holding me.
The night of our first kiss we set out drinking margaritas on his couch and watching the food network, several shots later I told him I wanted to kiss him, after much convincing he let me give him a small short peck of a kiss (how dissapointing) I tried and got a few more in, each time a little longer. uggh I was dying for a real kiss!
The rest is really history, I get more kisses than I could ever need now, and more affection than I could use up in a lifetime. The span of us going from friendship to a serious relationship lasted all of three weeks. We both felt something the first time we saw each other, and figured nothing would ever come of it. Look at us now. I love Steven Litz!!!
