- Miss Gidget
- 8 years ago
- Wedding: April 2010
I’ve been engaged for almost a year now, and this is the first time I’ve really looked at this website. For some reason I woke up at 2am and have been awake for the past three hours. I wish I had been reading this site much earlier! It’s fun to read about other people’s experiences. I was particularly enjoying proposal stories, and I wanted to share mine. Because it was completely non-conventional, silly, strange, unexpected…kinda like me and Mr. Gidget.
The story begins last January. I awas doing some training in Germany for a month. Meanwhile, back at my office my boss decides someone needs to do a rotation overseas for 4 whole months. No one volunteers. Since I’m not there to say no, guess who gets to go? I fly back home in early Feb, and immediately start preparations to go.
Meanwhile, Mr. Gidget and I have been together for 3.5 years roughly at this point. We own a home together. We have two kitties. Things are going great. I knew we’d get married eventually, and I was chill with waiting. But as I started preparing to leave for a few months I realized that basically, it was time to put a ring on it. I mentioned to Mr. Gidget that I’d be really happy if I knew while I was away that I was going to get married when I got back. He told me he really wanted to do a proposal right, and he wanted more time to save for a ring and plan something spectacular. In other words, it wouldn’t happen before I left. I was bummed, but whatever…
My departure date is set for March 14th. Things are going well until Mr. Gidget’s boss tells him he has to go to Germany March 1-6. We’re pretty upset, but figure we’ll deal with it. Then his boss says “oh wait, you have to go to London March 6-14” he would basically fly back a few hours after I left!
We were so upset. Mr. Gidget negotiates and gets permission to fly back March 12th. But still…just two days together before a 4 month seperation! I was in tears and furious. I said “you’re going to be in London that weekend totally alone! what does your boss expect? am I supposed to fly out to London???” as soon as it was out of my mouth we both smiled. Of course I would fly to London that weekend!
I arrived Friday morning at Heathrow and met Mr. Gidget. i was a little out of it, due to a combination of an overnight flight and vicoden for a root canal I’d gotten thursday morning. But, still, I was with Mr. Gidget in London. I was thrilled!
Later that afternoon we’re strolling along the streets together. We stop in a little store and buy silly souvenirs for friends. He remarks that he should get me a little present. I make a stupid comment about an engagement ring being a good present. He gets really quiet. I feel AWFUL. I didn’t want to push him on the engagement thing. I had some friends who got really ‘altar hungry’ before they got engaged and it wasn’t a pretty sight!
He says nevermind, after I apologize, and suggests we go ride on the Eye. He’s still being really quiet and I’m convinced he’s annoyed at me and I feel kinda crappy. I keep trying to make him smile. As we’re crossing Hungerford Bridge he stops me, turns to me and says “let’s do it!!!”. I said “what? you mean..get married?” and he knods. I say “wait…don’t you have to ask me?” and he says “do you want to get married???”
I immediately burst into tears, and asked repeatedly “are you serious” and just kept hugging him. After ten minutes he laughed and said ‘hon…can you please give me an answer?”
He later told me that when he was in Germany he was telling a co-worker about how I was leaving for 4 months and how miserable he’d be without me. He said he thought to himself “I’m an idiot! I have GOT to propose to her”
He felt awful for not having a ring, but I really didn’t care. I figure we’d pick one out after my stint overseas. but he was adamant I have one I loved. I flew back Sunday with instructions not to tell anyone, except for 2 close friends, and to find a ring that I loved.
I had to keep that secret for four freaking days, waiting for him to come back. It was the hardest thing I ever did. I ended up telling about 4 close friends, and then about 30 strangers. I told the lady at CVS and the man at the gas station. I was so excited.
As I write this I think that no one but me will think it’s amazing. But for us it was. I’ll never forget him standing there so nervously. He’s the most romantic man in the world, but through gestures, not words. So his “let’s do it!” was the most perfect thing he could have ever said to me.