Should I go?

What a decision to make!



I of course couldn't make a decision to save my soul about whether to go to Paris or not. I had never even been out of the U.S. let alone been that far away from my kids. I told him I would let him know and went back to work. Well, sort of went back to work. Part of my brain was strolling down the streets of Paris while the rest of it was saying "Are you entirely nuts?".



The next morning the phone rang (it was Mr. Paris, as everyone at work was calling him). "Have you made up your mind?" Well, of course not! He asked me to lunch and picked me up right at noon. We went to a new Chinese Restaurant and I told him all the reasons I shouldn't go. Such as, I don't even know you! He listened and said just let me know in a couple of weeks, I have to let my company know. He also said that I could say yes now and if I changed my mind he wouldn't be upset at all. We had three months to get to know each other after all. Three months, wow, that made me feel better... Lunch was finished and they brought the fortune cookies. Never even thinking a fortune cookie would change my life, I broke it open and read my fortune.



Take a trip with a friend



I am not kidding, that's exactly what it said! Right then he asked me if I had a passport. Well duh, of course not. And I also said that I still hadn't made up my mind.



I spent the next couple of weeks asking everyone I could find what they thought. I met alot of his friends, who worked for him, and they were all great, longtime friends. So, what could be wrong with this guy? I looked for every reason I could find, and there really wasn't one. I decided to go ahead and get my passport. What could it hurt? The only thing was I didn't have enough time to get it before the trip or the money for that matter. I told him and he said no problem, I'll pay for it and we left for L.A. the next day. First big step...done!