15 years ago, 1998, I was friends with this guy from work. He had started a couple months before and made no secret he was interested in me. We had gone out on a few casual dates and I was kinda starting to like him. Then Hurricane Georges was heading for Florida. It was originally on a beeline directly for the Tampa Bay Area and his St. Petersburg apartment was under mandatory evacuation.
On a whim, we hopped in the car and tried to figure out what to do for the weekend. And he remembered this place he went to as a kid called Callaway Gardens in Georgia. So we just started driving to Georgia and bought a map and found the place.
We showed up, got a room and spent the next two days have a ton of fun. Running around the Gardens, through FDR State Park, Roosevelt’s Little White House in Warm Springs, etc. It’s when our relationship truly started and we’ve been together ever since.
The other day while cleaning, I found my old receipt from that stay:
Tomorrow, we’re heading back to celebrate 15 years. How far we’ve come and how many more years we will hopefully have together. I’m looking forward to it.
Obviously, I’m going to be away from the computer for a few days so if you need me, I’ll be back Monday. Have a lovely weekend everyone!