- 3 years ago
- Wedding: October 2015
Bees, I have to tell someone before I EXPLODE!!!!!
I got home for my lunch break this afternoon and saw a FedEx truck leaving my house. At first, I didn’t think anything of it, until I got inside and my SO was hurriedly scooping something off the kitchen table and dashing into our bedroom. He slammed the door closed while yelling, “Why are you home so early?”
I was in the kitchen and didn’t respond until he came out a minute later. He looked completely nervous and shifty and repeated his question. I shrugged and said I wanted to see him before he left for work. I asked what came from FedEx and then…just silence for a good ten seconds. At this point, my brain suddenly clicked into WAITING mode and this little, tiny, wedding troll came barreling out of the box I had locked her in for the past four months. In my head, it kept screaming, “IS THIS WHAT I THINK IT IS? IS THERE A RING IN MY HOUSE? IS THERE A RING IN MY HOUSE!? FOR THE LOVE OF GOD IS THERE A SHINY, SPARKLY, DELICIOUSLY GORGEOUS RING IN MY HOUSE RIGHT NOW!!!!!?????” But instead, I just repeated my question.
Let me just backup and say my SO is not a good liar. He just doesn’t lie. It doesn’t come naturally to him. He prefers to tell the truth and face consequences, so when he said that he ordered “vitamins” I immediately knew he was lying for a few reasons:
1. He works for UPS, so if he goes to order vitamins and they DON’T come through UPS, he won’t order them. This applies to almost everything else. If he can help it, all of our online purchases come through UPS;
2. A few months back when we were on the MoissaniteCo. website, I remember he made a face when he saw that the rings were delivered through FedEx;
and 3. If they were his vitamins, he would have done what he always did, which is rip the box open, put his vitamins on the kitchen counter and leave the box on the table and there are NO vitamins on our counter.
The rest of the half hour I was home went by kind of awkwardly, with him hovering over me. Any time I got too close to our bedroom, he would stand up, walk over and kind of place himself between me and the door in a nonchalant type of way. Eventually, it was time for me to leave.
I don’t want to get my hopes up, but something is definitely shifty. Unless he just ordered some heavy duty porn that he didn’t want me to see, I want to say he has an engagement ring in our bedroom right now. He told me it would happen before our trip to Disney for Valentine’s Day, and something in my bones is telling me this is it!
Everyone, please leave words of discouragement for snooping, because it is going to take some heavy duty scolding to keep me from tearing this house apart when I get home. 😀