So sweet. And so appropriate with Valentine's Day around the corner.
I met my hubby when he moved into my house.
I lived in a housing cooperative at the time, a big ol' mansion by the lake with 35 residents (it was much less squallid than you might imagine, actually) in Madison, WI. We met when he was "membershipping", or trying to convince us to let him live there, too, and thought he was cute 'n' all but I had a rather cast-iron "no dating housemates" policy. He had other ideas, though...
That was hmm almost 11 years ago, been married for almost 7.