I don’t know if this has ever happened to you but have you ever felt something so strongly that you know it’s real…. but you have no evidence to make you know for sure that this is the case? Well, this happened to me a few weeks back – 18th July to be exact. I felt it in my bones that he was the one. I had absolutely no idea who this man was and practically floated into work just dream-raving about him like some lovelorn puppy. But I didn’t have a clue who he was, so let me explain how I got to this place of madness.

Scene: it was a bright sunshiney morning. The kids were just finishing off the final term and the streets were quiet. I left out to avoid non-existent traffic and stopped off at a Greggs. A car pulled up behind me and the passenger came out of his friends car. Thank g-d I was looking cute that morning because this man – I’ll call him Mr. Steak Bake – was gorgeous. He was my kind of tall, the kind that if I wore heels, he’d still be taller than me. He was slim and had caramel-coloured skin, I don’t know if he was moving in slow motion or if my eyes were playing tricks on me that morning but the way that he came out of the car, it was like watching a Baywatch lifeguard rising from the ocean. But damn! Who was he?

I had never seen him in the area before and the both of us were heading towards the same destination. I looked for my lunch as he ordered a coffee. We exchanged a couple of glances and as he left, we gave that nod of acknowledgement that black people give each other and just like that, he left with his flat white. I thought he was lovely but put him out of my mind.

Fast forward the scenario: a week later, I walk to my place of work and who should I see again? Mr Steak Bake! He was standing outside of his car waiting to cross the road. Again, we exchanged glances and nodded but I got shy and reverted to an awkward teen. I didn’t shoot my shot. I swung my lanyard hoping that he’d follow me to work but he clearly didn’t pick up on my telepathy. I was nervous but was elated that I’d seen him again.

I went into work and floated into the office speaking of my new future ex-husband. I was so sure that he was the one, that I saw another set of colleagues and said the same thing. I then did the only reasonable thing that any normally balanced woman would do – I put it out on Facebook! The reactions ranged from hilarity to disbelief to even a congratulations! But then my virtual big brother did what big brothers do and started looking out for my welfare. He’s a Yorkshireman – practical, sensible, realistic – everything that a woman in her dream bubble needs and doesn’t need. (Thanks DreamKiller Peter!!) The questions he asked suddenly made me think through every possibility of who and what Mr. Steak Bake could be. He literally could be anybody – a fine-ass anybody – but an anybody nevertheless. Imust confess, it got into my head. By the time I had finished thinking about how short-sighted I’d been and thought through the possible outvomes, I settled on him being married with four children and three baby mothers. How could I have been so blind about my 33rd future ex-husband?

It’s just emotions… I was gutted. Why did I say something? Why did I put it out there? I started to wish I hadn’t said anything but I was sure that he was the one. One thing that I did realise was that I noticed that I had been looking at a man. This was something I hadn’t done in a long time. Not only was I looking but he was looking back too. Again something new that I’d notice for me. Bear with me, it’s been a while.

So what now?: Something has certainly shifted. I don’t know what it all means. Maybe I am ready to start dating. Maybe I need to come out of my shell a little more. One thing’s for sure, I won’t be putting it out on Facebook again (once bitten, twice shy!) I’ll find my future ex-husbands in peace.

Have you ever gotten ahead of yourself in the romance stakes? Comment below and tell me your romance success stories to give me hope!

I love you for reading,

Tricia xx