The other day someone asked me how do I know that I am not just in love w/ the idea of her and not really KP?  It reminded me of a story I swore I posted here but guess I did not given I searched and can not find it so maybe I planned to and never did.....Years ago, maybe 20 years ago...I put an add in the personal ads section and this woman two towns over answered.  We talked for 5 hours that night as it was late when she first called and we just got on a roll.  A few times I suggested we just meet right then and there as it seemed we were both up and talking, but she declined saying meeting a guy at 1AM was not that great an idea.  Anyway the next day all I could do was think about her.  She was perfect.  Same likes, dislikes, everything....until that night we met.  I drove like the wind to her house...the door opened and BOOOOOM....one look from either side of that door at the other told us both that this dream we had ws dead.  No chemistry.  We went on with the date, and had some fun but she called the next day and said that despite all the "the hype" this was not going to work.  I agreed...I had fallen for the idea of this woman and not the woman...With KP I see 21 months of getting to see the best, the worst, the ugly, the beautiful, the times where I loved her and times she loved me and times we both doubted.  I know her worst, best, and most attractive qualities, and she mine....so I know there will be no BOOOOMMMBBB this time, only fireworks