3rd wedding "monthiversary'

Disclaimer: This is a total scream of consciousness post, and I realize my grammar and vocabulary suck, but hey, I am German and trying to do my best. After all, this is practice too. :)

So, here I am more than 2 weeks after making a big deal of telling you all that I'll write up my story of meeting Andreas and getting married so fast, and I haven't had a minute to sit down and write a single line.

I started attending the most beautiful university (and love it so very much!) and my husband decided, more or less out of the blue, to start his own business. He got an opportunity he couldn't pass. It's quite nerve-wrecking, to say the least.

3 months ago yesterday, Andreas and I got married. We spent the evening at home reminiscing how much has happened since we've met, how it feels impossible to be only 3 months have passed since our wedding, but at the same time we couldn't believe it HAD already been 3 months... It feels like we've been living in our own flash sideways world, living in both timelines, so many things have happened.
"... because TIME ... is a fickle bitch..." (that's for all my Losties, slightly varied)

The day I met Andreas, June 4th, started out perfectly nice. It was a Friday.
I had just come back from LA where I had the time of my life (a trip I WILL eventually have to blog about, I don't want to forget all the wonderful things that happened) and was "in between jobs".

As it was the first summery day in Germany and I had some time off before doing an internship at a radio station, I decided to spend the day relaxing outside reading a good book and getting a tan.

That was before my brother somehow found out about my LA trip, went berserk, first terrorized my sister (don't ask my why, since it wasn't her who had the audacity to fly to LA for a very special party with her super awesome friends ON HER OWN DIME), then me (I'm going to spare you the details; it was a nightmare, one of the worst of this sort).

Valerie and I practically flew. I had the time to grab a purse, that was it. We were both in a state of shock and didn't know what to do next.
Valerie decided to go to visit our cousins. Andreas and I had been talking on the phone for some days, so I called him and told him that I'd come to Zurich that evening. Very matter-of-factly.

Valerie dropped me off at the train station and here I was, on my way to my biggest adventure yet, without having the slightest idea...

I'll never forget the moment Andreas picked me up at the train station. It was love at first sight. Totally cliche, but so so good.

.... to be continued.

THANK YOU!

Sooooo, now that the cat is out of the bag,
I know I owe you all an explanation.

But first of all,
I would like to thank you all so very much for your warm wishes!
It means a lot to me. I received so many touching, wonderful, sweet, hilarious and kind comments, messages, emails, DMs etc. that I teared up and laughed out loud many, many times.

However, there was also a lot of confusion.

I will do my best to find the time to tell you what still feels like a fairy tale.

Why did I wait so long to share the news?
How was the wedding?
WHO IS "THE GUY"?
Why so fast?
What's the story? etc.

Being a crazy Lostie, I will most likely uncover the mystery in true Lost fashion.
The next blog posts will be a mix of flashbacks, flashsideways, flashforwards and current events.

However, no promises can be made as to how long this will take me and when I will start.
There is SO MUCH going on that I am quite a bit overwhelmed right now.

Just so much: It will be worth the wait...

SHOCKER!

MARRIED!!!!

... to be continued!