It's a sign....

Can you believe all the signs right now? Have you seen them, heard them....felt them? What are they signs of? I think it is something different for each of us.

My funniest sign EVER came in the form of a Post It note (should Note be capitalized or not(e)). I know...I am a failure of a comedienne. Came in the form of a post it note...last week....

So...this is going to be vague and elusive. PAY ATTENTION.

I am a flirty person....not always intentionally....I just like people, and I love to be around people and talk to people, and, I generally find most people attractive. I appreciate people's good qualities. From this has been born this odd history of me having "boyfriends/girlfriends"....now, I use these terms VERY loosely because:

1. These 'relationships' have occured while I have been married.

2. They are not actually relationships.

3. The objects of my affection generally do not know they are objects of my anything, and, more often than not, these people do not even know me.

Wow....I just realized I sound like a weird stalker psycho person. Let me assure you, this is all quite harmless. I generally don't even sneak a Facebook peek or anything. I simply choose whoever my "...friend" happens to be at that point in time and get giddy whenever I happen upon that person in public. I just love an excuse to act goofy....and my pretend relationships give me a great outlet.... My husband indulges me, because, it is all a joke. In fact, I tell this and I realize that, unless you know me, intimately, you might not really appreciate the story. But I am going to tell it anyway.

On Saturday Adam and I had a date day/night courtesy of Gams (THANKS GAMS!). We ran around town doing all of the fun things we like to do (yes, we went to Costco). During our outing, we went by a point of interest in Huntsville. I went to the restroom, and when I came out, Adam was gone.

Gone.

I was spooked....and I got panicked. I called Adam's cell phone and he said, "I am in the office." Well....as I approached the office, I realized there was a huge picture window, and inside that window I saw Adam. My heart went aflutter and little birds started to chirp all about me (remember, I'd lost him....and I am ever so fond of him...so finding him was super special). PICTURE WINDOW. Adam was sitting at a desk, and, across the desk from him was....you ready....my current boyfriend. Now, remember, this is not REALLY my boyfriend. In fact, I don't know this person at all and, were I single and were he single (which he may or may not be, I don't know, and it doesn't matter), I am not sure we'd even go out. All I know is I like to make jokes when I see him...probably more to try to taunt Adam than anything else.

So, there sat the object of my eternal love AND my (sometimes, completely imaginary) boyfriend...but he is a real person, and he is super, super fine. Yes. Fine.

I literally thought, "SCORE" and moseyed (mosied...mosyed...) toward the office and when I got to the door, it was closed, and there was a note on it that read: (I am TOTALLY not making this up.)

"Eddie is inside." (this was not the entire note...but I'll tell the rest in a moment.)

EDDIE. IS. INSIDE.

This is what the Post It Note (note) said.

If you have to click this link....then the story was lost on you.

This 100% could not be correct....or could it? Adam....unnamed boyfriend who does not know me....and EDDIE are in this room.

the rest of the note...."open the door slowly so that he doesn't run out..."

Well, for heaven's sake, let me be super careful, because right now it is the man trifecta....this would be the one and only reason I would ever get a "trilogy" tattoo (thanks, thebadassgeek)...I don't know the terminology for this tattoo....but I know several people with it, and they actually look very cool...but I guess since I don't want to be a copycat, I wouldn't do it....

until I open this door and see these three men, joined together, holding hands, waiting on me....

Turns out Eddie is a sweet, fluffy little pooch....who looked a lot happier to see me than a) my husband and b) my (now ex-) boyfriend ;)

Time to search for that next lucky person to be my special someone....