On Friday night I had a date with a woman I dated briefly 3.5 years ago. It seemed to go OK (but not spectacular).
Driving her home though (she lives way out in the boonies), my car died very close to her house. It was late, foggy, raining, and very dark, so she invited me to stay the night.
We talked long into the night, and now I'm thoroughly smitten. There's something that just feels right about being with her. After so many false starts with women with emotional problems or otherwise were just not what I was looking for, it's nice to be with someone who is right.
On Saturday morning I got the car towed to a garage and had the alternator replaced by 2pm, and the car was right as rain since then.