- 6 years ago
Why wasn’t there a warning label on the bottle? “Caution: May cause verbal diarrhea of the mouth”.
On Saturday my SO and I went over to my family’s house to congratulate my cousin and his new fiance’ on their engagement. We had a great time socializing, but since we had a 1 1/2 hour car ride back home we left around 4 or so.
After I got back home, SO asks me if I wanted to get some dinner. “SURE!” I said – thinking that perhaps he was going to propose at a restaurant. After I went downstairs, I quickly realized that wasn’t the case at all when he asked me if I wanted to go out to eat, or just make something at home. urgh…. I got kinda… frazzled. So I poured myself a rum and coke (which is disgusting btw and I hardly ever drink). It hit me hard and quick….
SO asks me what’s wrong and I guess after that drink, that was all it took to send the Shut-it-up-pact out the window. Pretty sure he doesn’t want to marry me at all now after everything I said. Here is a run-down of some of the key phrases my Rum-induced dumba$$ stuper brought out of me:
– Sh*t or get off the pot
– Never mention marriage again for a MINIMUM of 5 years
– What’s wrong with me??????
He then promptly promised never to bring up the marriage topic again…. yay… *facepalm* He also said some lovely phrases that consisted of:
– What is the rush?
– Don’t you like where we are at in our relationship?
Well that’s just awesome. So now he doesn’t want to get married at all whatsoever and I am back to square one with this man. I spent all of Sunday trying my best to do damage control. I told him that I do not want to break up with him, I wish he wouldn’t break up with me and that I am really sorry about last night and I wish to goodness that he could just forget it ever happened (yeah right! those comments are seared onto his brain now). So in a nutshell, I took a man who has been hinting around at marriage for a few months to one who has just slammed on the brakes of our relationship so hard I nearly went right through the windshield. So yeah… I screwed up.
At the very least I most certainly turned up the pressure – which is the last thing I wanted to do. I had a hard enough time as it is simply telling him that I was on board with the marriage thing without it pressuring him, which brings me to a side-thought: Everyone says a guy won’t propose if he isn’t sure the girl will say Yes, so make sure he knows that you will…. but then they also say that you don’t want to pressure him. Finding that middle ground of telling him that I wanted to say Yes but without making it feel like pressure was tough as hell. Guess that doesn’t matter anymore, LOL!
Anyways, I guess if everyone can learn some type of lesson from this – please learn this: Never mix waiting with alcohol.
Thanks for reading my long-winded post. Probably won’t be on the bee a whole lot after this latest episode. So I will close by saying this: WHEN you all do happen to get engaged – if you wear contacts and decide that it is a good idea to wear fake nails on your wedding day, please practice getting the contacts back out again with the fake nails on. Don’t ask me how I know…..