I had a meltdown last night. I need to get this out... and I can't bring myself to call my bff about it yet.
BF was shopping for a car part online and we got on the topic of engagement. I was working on my budget xls and asked him about credit card debt payment (is it still zero?). He mentioned that it might or might not be. I asked why. His response was that he hadn't found the perfect ring yet. I asked well what is stopping you, and his response well it's based on cut/color/clarity/design/quality. I said to him, well if there is something tha tis stopping you that is a real relationship need/issue/growth area, please tell me before I move in. My emotion was instant sadness and fear of him getting cold feet, that "why not yet" feeling.
I tried to hide that I was a little upset by this because in my mind I had pictured him proposing on vacation, which we are leaving for next week. I hid my emotion and tried to just move on, I don't want to make him feel bad or pressure him. However, he knows that since we first decided this was serious, I have held my ground that I will not move in unless we are planning not only a wedding, but also our marriage. This brought him to point out that he wants it to be perfect and that waiting will be worth it, and that buying low now and upgrading later just isn't in his personality.
I was cheesed, having realized that we're not going to be getting engaged on vacation, or even before the end of my lease when I am supposed to move in (April 5th ish). To protect his romanticism I tried to hide my emotion.
Flash forward 2 minutes.
We do crossfit/bootcamp together, and I happen to be the slowest person in the class. Last night was a 5K row, which (as usual) I finished last. In conversation about our upcoming vacation, Greg teased me about being slow calling me "slowrow." Normally I would have laughed and called him something worse back. Given that I was already cheesed this did not go over well. I left the room and bust into tears in the bedroom. He did his due diligence and comforted me until I felt better... which was notably very sweet. (He also promised not to call me slowrow again.)
Thanks for reading. I just needed to get this out. Ugh, I'm such a freaking girl!!