College. I was involved in a faith group, my junior year one of the new gals kinda caught my eye—she was in the forestry dept, so, the notion of someone who could handle a chainsaw perked my interested (hey I lived in Maine, leave me alone). Her roommate was weird though. Year later they moved off campus to an apartment somewhat close to mine. I went over one night just to say hi—and basically never left, ‘cuz they made the mistake of feeding me.
Couple years went by and it turns out, the weird one and I hit it off. We’re both odd in our own ways I guess. Good friends for a couple years, 2 years of dating, now 20 years of marriage. We’re both convinced that, if anything happened to the other, the remaining would be single forever, just unlikely to ever find a close enough match.