The story really begins about two weeks ago, the night before my cousin Paul's wedding.
Adam and I had been talking over the past few months about getting engaged. We want to buy a home next year and it makes sense if we can commit to a mortgage we can commit to each other. Really, since we met neither of us has doubted we would be together forever so this, to us, seems like a simply formality. I didn't think I would even WANT a ring, or a big wedding, or any of the hoopla that goes along with that.
But, hold on to your hats, it turns out I DO!
So a few Fridays ago we had a lovely dinner at Legal Sea Foods, at the mall, and walked over to Macy's afterwards to check out some clothes. Now, on the way to Macy's we happened to walk by Kay Jewelers and Adam said, why not go in and try on some rings. Get an idea of what you like?
I figured, what the hey.
So we go in to Kay's and are helped by a lovely salesman. I told him what kind of style I was intersted in (Vintage/Art Deco) and he had a nice selection of rings for me to try on and ooh and aah over. Truth be told it made me a little uncomfortable. I was trying on these gorgeous rings while the salesman and Adam waited to see if I would like them - I guess I felt kind of on the spot, because I definitely fumbled a ring or two and dropped them on the floor and then shrieked about it. Charming! But they are all quite nice, and not wanting to make a fuss I said that I would be happy to wear any of them!
The salesguy, who is very good at his job, said "You know not many women like this style of ring which is unfortunate since my FAVORITE ring in the store is that style...but you haven't seen it yet. Would you like to?"
Why not?
So he goes into some secret drawer and removes from it a ring that sparkled like a star from the sky. As soon as I saw it my mouth dropped and a tinny, faint "ooooooooooooooooooooh" escaped from me, subconsciously. As if in slow motion I reached for the ring and put it on my hand. O. M. G. I couldn't stop looking at it. And did not feel nervous anymore. After admiring it for a while I gave it back to the salesman and we continued on our way to Macy's.
"You really love that ring don't you?" Adam asked me
"Yes...but I love them all!! That one was just...extra sparkly". I replied. Truth be told I thought the one I really love was probably out of our price range so I kind of put it out of my head. The other ones were really lovely as well, it was true!
So flash forward to this weekend. We were in New Hampshire for the long weekend, with no plans other than to relax and see some friends. On Friday we had talked about maybe going out to dinner but I was not feeling well at all. I had my first physical in five years on Thursday, had been inoculated to within an inch of my life and had the total lack of arm mobility and general sense of malaise to prove it. I could tell Adam was disappointed that I didn't want to go out, but I chalked it up to him just being bored and wanting to do something.
Something was definitely up though, when later that night I wanted to change into my nightgown and was like "Where is the suitcase" to Adam. He sprang out of bed and was like "I'LL GET IT FOR YOU" and ran down the hall. At the time I thought he was just being hyper-nice to invalid me, but I see now there was a reason he didn't want me rifling through the suitcase.
So Saturday dawns and I feel much better and we make a late breakfast and hang out, reading our books and relaxing. At one point I got down on the floor to pet one of the cats and stretch out. Adam then got on the floor as well and inched over to me and said "Sarah, how long have we been together, almost 6 years?"
And my heart started pounding.
He went on to joke about how we have been together so long and havent gotten sick of each other yet (to which I was like "thats what you think!" haha) and he said he couldnt imagine his life without me and I agreed and then suddenly he was on one knee, holding out to me a sparkly star from the sky in a little velvet box (He had run back to Kay's and bought THE RING while I was trying on clothes at Macy's that night at the mall, and then run back in time for me not to notice he had been gone!)
EEEEE!!!!!!!
I screamed yes, put it on and have him a huge hug at which point I realized he was shaking like a leaf. He was so nervous! But then again I hadn't realized that I was shaking either.
I guess I didn't realize how big a deal it would feel like since we have been together for a while but it really does feel like a new chapter in our relationship and I look forward to having the time of my life with him for the rest of my life.
The rest of the weekend was a whirlwind of family and friends and champagne. I was really excietd that his parents and my parents were so happy when they heare the news and am continually surprised at how many ideas I have for what I want my wedding to be. Who knew you could go from "Planning a wedding,...eh" to "Planning a wedding HOLLY F YEAH!!" in a few short months.
And now here I am at work thinking 'Can I really be expected to get anything done this week?"
I sure hope not!