Blair, who rigged a popcorn roaster to execute precise temperature profiles to roast green coffee beans from home, invited me, the instant coffee girl, to a coffee date. From his Hinge profile, he was way too into climbing, but after our initial messaging I decided he passed criteria for a meet up. “Welp, I’m going to have to show up in ski clothes”, I conceded as I looked at my watch after a quick ski tour. I walked through the door at King’s Peak, and my stomach flipped, “I’m pretty sure that’s him – wow he’s handsome – yikes, he’s in leather shoes and a button down”. Needless to say, I was wholly surprised that day. I thought I'd have time to change after skiing; I also thought I'd get to my list of chores after the morning date. Instead, hours disappeared as our conversations led us to shut down the coffee shop, then the lunch deli, and the last of daylight during our walk in a park. Finally, it was 9:40pm at dinner, and we agreed to make it another 20 mins for a 12-hour first date. We laughed, shared life experiences about loved ones, travel, religion, our passions, past relationships. Blair asked me “What would it look like for you if this [relationship] went really well?”. The answer? Well, here we are! For today, and tomorrow, the next day…