Hi everyone! Been lurking for quite some time, thought I would finally post a discussion.
I got engaged to my bf of 2.5 years on December 31. The proposal was perfect! I was having a crappy day, one of my 4 dogs had destroyed a pair of shoes the night before, didn't want to go out for NYE, blahblahblah. So I am whining and moaning, and Aaron tells me to go look at what he got for Frankie, our foster dog. Now, let me tell you, I LOVE Frankie. He had a major injury and we fostered him through an orthopedic surgery, recovery and rehab. I am thinking - "Oh yay, he got Frank a name tag and so we are keeping him". There was in fact a new tag on Frankie's collar and it said "Will you marry me?" I turned around and he was holding the ring and I just lost my mind. Started crying and saying "what" over and over (not sure why I was doing that, haha), shaking, the whole 9 yards. Finally made it to saying "yes", and that was the only intelligible word out of my mouth for about 15 minutes. I was a little surprised, to say the very least.
On that note, I have realized something. Before we were actually engaged, I thought I wanted to elope and not fool with any kind of a ceremony at all. I have a couple good friends who have gotten married recently and it just seemed like SO MUCH work and stress and planning, and I don't deal with stress well. However, now that we are actually engaged, all I can think about is a ceremony. Nothing huge, nothing crazy, but a wedding nonetheless. I told my poor FH this and he gave me that "why are women so fickle" look and said we will do whatever makes me happy. But I want him to be happy as well, and I worry that he will do whatever I want.
Anyone else go through something similar?