- 4 years ago
- Wedding: October 2015
My Boyfriend or Best Friend and I met in 2003. We lost touch for a little bit and reconnected at a wedding over a year ago. We (finally) started dating and it’s been great. I’m so happy and I feel like I have no reason to complain (but sometimes a gal has got to vent).
We have been talking about getting married for some time. He’s 31 and I’m 29. We talked about getting married next year. I know he has purchased the ring and last I had heard it was being resized. I started emailing venues just to get an idea of what’s available because we really want October 2015. Only a few places got back to me, so we went to go look at some places. I know it may sound funny to go without being officially engaged, but I didn’t want to lose the date. We have out of town guests and Columbus Day weekend is perfect for us.
My Boyfriend or Best Friend can be anxious at times, but he was so excited and LOVED this one place. We are just waiting to get the contract emailed back to us so we can book it for real. I’m so happy, but I also feel funny not having the ring. Like I can’t allow myself to fully enjoy it.
OK, on to what I truely need to vent about. I love the beach at night. I’ve always said it’s romantic. He knows this. So we went the other night after dinner and it was beautiful. I thought he was going to propose. We stayed for a bit. Then we left. No proposal. I assumed he didn’t have the ring yet. When we stopped for gas I grabbed a drink from our bag and I saw the ring box! We went home. Nothing. He doesn’t know I saw the box.
We were laying in bed the other night and I said “It was so beautiful the other night. I thought you were going to propose.” He told me he was going to, but didn’t think I wanted him to because after about an hour I was cold and wanted to go home! An HOUR! lol
He always said he wanted it to be private and he commented on how he was distracted by the people on the dock fishing. They were very far away and we could barely hear them talking if the wind blew just right.
I know it’s coming and I love him so much. I could roll out of bed, hair a mess, and he could propose and it would be perfect! He has this idea I need the perfect proposal and it’s so not me. As long as he doesn’t barge in while I’m in the bathroom we’re golden! lol
OK, rant over. Thanks for reading!