So I met FI at the jewelry store after work. We went in to pick up my ring. The girl tells us she will go and grab it so we walk around. She comes and finds us and hands me a ring box. I open the box and....(dum dum dum) it's the WRONG ring! I tell the girl it's wrong so she goes to talk to the girl who sold us the ring. Come to find out the designer sent the wrong style number. So either it was their mix or the stores. Either way they are going to send it back and have the right ring ordered. BOOO! Oh well. One day I will get the right ring.
On the plus side, while we were there FI looked for AND found his ring! YAY! I feel like that is a victory all by itself. He is so picky because his pinky is wonky from being broken. (It sits funny against his ring finger so he wanted a lot.) Anyway we got him a really nice palladium ring. The girl said it was better then white gold since it won't turn. It's super light like Titanium yet can still be removed easily (like cut off bc computers bite
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So even though I didn't get my ring we did get his and that makes me extremely happy. YAY!