Our dating anniversary is in September, and it’s been 18 years since we started dating, and since I’m 36, that means we’ve been together

HALF. MY. LIFE!*

Young, dumb, and broke Kim and Steven, in October 2002

Exciting? A milestone? I don’t know; I was just proud of myself for doing the maths and wanted to share. Ha.

Steven and I met randomly, at a frat party in college. It was the Friday night before classes started my freshman and his senior year. My new friend Ashley from orientation and I had gone to whatever freshman activity they had at the sports complex and were kind of bored, and she mentioned her roommate** was going to a frat party, so we tagged along. Steven tagged along with friends of his, and we started talking and he walked me back to my dorm and asked for my number! Aww! He called the next day (!!!) and invited me to watch a football game at this friend’s house, which is funny since neither of us are in to football… but he wanted to see me. Super aww. Ashley and I both went (safety!) and I saw Steven every day after that.

We were friends for two and a half weeks and then started dating and have been together ever since. We only went to one other frat party together after that – it wasn’t really our scene! But we’re both so glad we randomly went to the one*** where we met!

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Old, dumb, and broke Steven and Kim, in September 2020

*Since Steven’s older than me, he’ll hit this milestone when he’s 44
**Totally not relevant to the story, but her roommate who was NOT from my hometown was hooking up with someone from my high school because they were in marching band together. Small world? Or maybe not. It was a state college, after all.
***I cannot even remember which fraternity it was, I just know it wasn’t Steven’s!