WTF?

Man I just had one of those "What the Fuck?" moments.

The summer before last (2005), in my pre-BF days, I was walking Honey along the trail one fine August late afternoon. I met a guy on his MTB and we chatted for a while. He was nice enough, francophone and we seemed to hit it off. We ended up going for drinks at the Delta and I thought we had a good time. But I never heard from him again, which was also fine.

I had by that point established myself as very happily single. I'd been severely burned by a major assh*le the previous January and was still in recovery. And after having a delightful diversion with a hot younger man as a form of recovery in the first few months of that year, I was now a new woman. Happy, single and ready to just be my new self.

And then I met BF. We met at HJB and then at a volunteer appreciation party where we really connected. And the rest is history. He has improved my life immensely and I am a much better person for knowing him.

So this French guy (who I am embarrassed to say I can't even remember his name!!!) contacted me by email a year ago at Christmastime after seeing me with a girlfriend at a bar. And I told him that I had a new love interest at that point and we were going to Montreal over the holidays and that life was good. So he wished me well and that was that.

Except he showed up at my office today! WTF?

Wanted to know if I was still in love (YES!). Still living in the same place? Turns out he is thinking of moving into my neighbourhood (WTF?) Am I living with my BF? He appears happy to hear I am not living with BF (WTF?)

Strange strange strange.