I just pulled off my proposal somehow and I wanted to come here and brag about it.
(A little back story; whilst traveling last summer just before we arrived home and moved to separate cities for school, I promised we’d be engaged before a year had past. That would be Aug. 8th upcoming.)
Fastidiess knew my proposal was right around the corner, and it had been stressing her right out. I’ve been playing aloof, feeding her lies about not deciding on the ring yet, and having not decided on what I would do (had the ring months ago, everything has been planned for ages). She comes up from previously mentioned city for the weekends, so our time together is busy and I knew it would be difficult to plan everything without her seeing it coming from a mile away.
So, I made three cassette tapes, x-acto knived pictures of us from our first, second, and third year together onto each respectively, and left one out on the dresser with a tape player and a “PLAY ME” note. I stayed awake all night staring at the back of her head, and crept out of bed at about 4:30 am. I made a thermos of coffee, set her phone to ring at 4:50 am, and then locked myself into the trunk of her car. The first tape she played instructed her to drive to where we first met, look for a big red chalk heart, and find a gift (second tape), all the tapes ended with some significant music.
Well, she absolutely hauled ass to where we first met, and took the speed bumps with insane momentum. As you could imagine I’m being destroyed in the trunk, getting slammed against the boot and thrown around in the tiny space I had. It was an unexpected perk to listen to her sing along to the songs I’d picked, as well as the songs she chose to play on the stereo. The second tape sent her to where we had our first date. There the third tape sent her to a park to stop at a beautiful lookout, and of course open the trunk. I was following along to where we were on my cell GPS, which was funny because she didn’t take any of the routes I thought she would. She opened the trunk and squealed with fear/laughter, and from that point on it was fairly traditional. We were a little earlier than I’d expected, so we caught the sunrise, and then went for breakfast at our favorite joint.
I was relieved it all came off without a hitch because I had to plant the tapes Thursday before she arrived, and I wasn’t sure if the chalk hearts (on an electrical transformer and gas meter) would invite suspicion. And she isn’t a morning person at all so I was glad she had most of her senses (I felt us turn hard then heard a couple horns, turns out she’d cut off some folks at a red light). Also, in the trunk I had some morning flatulence and nearly fumigated myself, and almost blew my cover with giggles.
There you have it folks. I figured I owed you the story seeing as your helphas been much appreciatedhere.