(Apologies up front for formatting/font weirdness… I typed this out in my notepad and can’t figure out how to fix it upon copy+paste… sorry! I’ll try to fix when I’m on my PC, but this mobile site kinda stinks…)
Bees, I’m so sorry to leave you all hanging. Friday night into Saturday morning was pretty difficult and I was exhausted all weekends. That said, this all actually worked itself out sweetly in the end.
Boyfriend and I ended up going to the venue tour after all. We’re very busy the next couple of weekends, and I didn’t want to have to reschedule. I asked him twice that morning if he really still wanted to go and he assured me he did. He said he realized how stupid and unintentionally cruel he’d been and that he’d come up with a new plan, stat.
Throughout this period, he also apologized a few times and showed lots of affection. He told me if he had any idea I was so distressed by the situation, he never would have let it go on for so long. He told me the full scenario of what he originally had planned, and I gotta say, it really was adorable. We both love to hike/walk trails, and he’d hoped to strategically stash some champagne and flutes in the woods in the snow so we could find them on a walk. Absolutely adorable, would have loved that. But relying on Mother Nature to provide the exact conditions he needed and holding so stubbornly to his original idea when said conditions were not presented…? not so adorable, lol. At least he admitted he knew it was dragging on too long and was starting to let go of his “perfect” scenario and thinking of new plans.
After the tour, he tells me he thinks it’s perfect for us, and asks me if I’d like to do a quick walk on one of the trails in the park to discuss some more. I agreed, especially since I also really loved it, and it was a reasonably warm day. Besides, physical activity tends to make me feel better when I’m feeling down or anxious. One of the trails starts at a boardwalk along the river at the base of the short hill we were on, so we ambled down the hill and walked along the river and into the woods, all the while talking about the place, how gorgeous it is, etc. We’re going along (not super far, maybe s half mile) and get to a kind of muddy section and neither of us were wearing shoes we wanted to get too dirty, so we turn back and head towards the main property. We arrive back to the boardwalk section which actually crosses over a stream that feeds into the river, so there is water all around. Really pretty. We pause to take in the scenery and he asks me if I could hold the folder packets the coordinator gave us, unzips his coat, and pulls out the ring box! Before I know it, he’s down on one knee right there on the boardwalk, and asks me to marry him in the cutest way possible. I say yes, tears are shed by both of us, we laugh a ton, kiss a ton, and the wait. is. Over. Omg, talk about redeeming himself!
We go to lunch in a nearby town, when he then reveals that even before I brought up my unhappiness with the situation on Friday night, he had already been thinking thought about asking me after the venue tour if we liked the place and we’re talking about booking it following the tour. He thought it would be cool if we got engaged at our wedding venue! Well, he wasn’t wrong, but aaaaack, the path we took to get there, lol l! Anyway, I’m super glad his semi-improvised Plan B worked out so beautifully in the end. I’m actually really impressed, overall, by how well he handled the situation and managed such a sensitive and caring response to my emotional state once it became known how upset I had become. Yeah, it sucks that things got to that point, but it seems like he had NO idea. His handling of the situation once he learned that I was so upset makes me feel really cared about and even closer to him. He’s entirely forgiven in light of his compassionate response. 🙂
On top of all that, I have even more good news: we booked the venue and have a date. March 8, 2020.