How I Met My Husband...
It was a cold winter's night...Heeheehee, let me stop...
I had rolled off a project, nine months into looking for a new one, as was normal in this profession that I had chosen.
I had decided very early in my professional career to start consulting, independently, after leaving a job at a non-profit where I had been doing a lot of fighting for the weak with very limited ability to effect change.
Independent Consulting was very rewarding but highly unpredictable; this was okay with me because I have always been someone who was ready to take on a challenge with all its risks. Be that as it may, it was never easy once the third month rolled around and there were no reasonable offers on the table.
This time was particularly hard because my father was living with my sister trying to recuperate from surgery that had taken a severe toll on him. My father had suffered a stroke moments before boarding a flight to the States for vacation. He spent very many weeks in a hospital in New York.
So, I was unemployed and unable to care for my sick dad.
I had been courted by a company in Colorado, it was a quick contact from the recruiter to submit a writing sample and just like that I was offered the job. The problem was that they had offered me a very low salary in comparison to anything I had been earning as an IC. That really annoyed me, I immediately wanted to turn it down but after talking to my good friend decided instead to counter.
When they came back, the offer was still quite low but I had done some research on the city landscape, demographics and all and decided to give it a shot. Who am I kidding, I figured I may meet the man of my dreams, so I decided, hey, get up, pack up, drive your butt up to the Rockies.
The first thing I did on getting there was activate my profile on this dating website. The job required I relocate so I had to find an apartment, and furnish it, the company paid a puny relocation incentive. Anyway, I was able to find an apartment within walking distance to my job and that was everything to me.
I spent a few nights in a hotel prior to moving into my apartment, and the minute I turned on my profile there were hits, upon hits, upon hits...and they were all Caucasian men. I even got hits from Caucasian men who stated they didn't believe in dating outside their race...FOOLISH!
The funny thing is that my profile was very detailed, I had photos on photos on photos, I listed everything about who I am, what I was looking for and what I could give. I got a message from my B-Unit. He mentioned being tentative about contacting me but hoped that I would respond and if I didn't, no big deal.
I ignored his messages for a little while because I wasn't impressed by his photos and he stated that he did not necessarily want any more kids.
However, there was something very kind about his eyes, and I figured he could not have been that serious about not wanting more kids when I clearly stated on my profile that I wanted a football field of babies. So, I replied and asked him to send me his phone number. The rest is in a post to come...
I had rolled off a project, nine months into looking for a new one, as was normal in this profession that I had chosen.
I had decided very early in my professional career to start consulting, independently, after leaving a job at a non-profit where I had been doing a lot of fighting for the weak with very limited ability to effect change.
Independent Consulting was very rewarding but highly unpredictable; this was okay with me because I have always been someone who was ready to take on a challenge with all its risks. Be that as it may, it was never easy once the third month rolled around and there were no reasonable offers on the table.
This time was particularly hard because my father was living with my sister trying to recuperate from surgery that had taken a severe toll on him. My father had suffered a stroke moments before boarding a flight to the States for vacation. He spent very many weeks in a hospital in New York.
So, I was unemployed and unable to care for my sick dad.
I had been courted by a company in Colorado, it was a quick contact from the recruiter to submit a writing sample and just like that I was offered the job. The problem was that they had offered me a very low salary in comparison to anything I had been earning as an IC. That really annoyed me, I immediately wanted to turn it down but after talking to my good friend decided instead to counter.
When they came back, the offer was still quite low but I had done some research on the city landscape, demographics and all and decided to give it a shot. Who am I kidding, I figured I may meet the man of my dreams, so I decided, hey, get up, pack up, drive your butt up to the Rockies.
The first thing I did on getting there was activate my profile on this dating website. The job required I relocate so I had to find an apartment, and furnish it, the company paid a puny relocation incentive. Anyway, I was able to find an apartment within walking distance to my job and that was everything to me.
I spent a few nights in a hotel prior to moving into my apartment, and the minute I turned on my profile there were hits, upon hits, upon hits...and they were all Caucasian men. I even got hits from Caucasian men who stated they didn't believe in dating outside their race...FOOLISH!
The funny thing is that my profile was very detailed, I had photos on photos on photos, I listed everything about who I am, what I was looking for and what I could give. I got a message from my B-Unit. He mentioned being tentative about contacting me but hoped that I would respond and if I didn't, no big deal.
I ignored his messages for a little while because I wasn't impressed by his photos and he stated that he did not necessarily want any more kids.
However, there was something very kind about his eyes, and I figured he could not have been that serious about not wanting more kids when I clearly stated on my profile that I wanted a football field of babies. So, I replied and asked him to send me his phone number. The rest is in a post to come...
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