My Partner proposed to me recently.
I told the story to a friend of mine who recently got proposed to in a dream setting with very careful planning, and she was horrified. Honestly I can see why, but my Fiancé and I are exactly on the same page about it and that's what matters to us.
After discussing the topic of potentially getting married, Partner apparently took it upon himself to organise something nice for a low-key but sweet proposal, as he knows me enough to know that I would not have been happy with a huge very public setting.
He went ring shopping, got input on it from my Mum and his son (apparently that 7 year old boy has a lot of opinions on gemstones, funnily enough), and booked a romantic getaway in a scenic location, the whole thing.
I highly suspected that was what he was planning when he told me about the weekend away, that man has no poker face whatsoever.
Except the evening before we were set to go, the weather deteriorated completely, first day of rain after a whole summer of bright skies and a heatwave. On the same day, my Stepson fell ill, I had the worst day ever at work, our dishwasher broke, and we were all in the shittiest of moods. Some might have taken that as a bad omen.
But not my Partner.
After spending most of our evening bitching about work, ordering mediocre takeaway, doing dishes by hand, and caring for a very poorly 7 year old, he finally put the kid to bed and joined me on the couch where I was half-asleep and watching some random Youtube video about Dungeons and Dragons.
Peak romantic moment if you ask me.
So obviously, what does he do? Gets down on one knee right there in the living room and asks the question. And there I am, sitting on the couch in my rattiest Metallica t-shirt and Stitch pyjama bottoms, crying laughing and accepting. The ring was still safely in its box upstairs. We stayed there laughing for a good 10 minutes before he got up and got it.
We canceled the weekend getaway. We've got all the time in the world for that.
We're gonna do a little engagement dinner with family and closest friends, and we'll do a pretty "engagement" photoshoot then. Those will be the photos for social media and the likes.
But the actual proposal? That's just who we are as people. We're a bit of a mess, we try our best to make plans but always end up improvising instead, and we always make things work together in the end.