When he asked me one morning last May, "So, what's next? A ring or a condo?" I tried to stay level-headed. With the first time homebuyer tax incentives, and the state of the housing market, I knew it was good timing to get serious about finding our first home. So I said, "Of course I want to say a ring, but I know the timing to buy a home is too good to pass up. If I choose 'condo' will we still be on track for a wedding next fall?". Mr. Seashell said "yes", and the condo search was on.
We purchased our condo on August 3, 2009. It was move-in ready, but we took on a number of home improvement projects. Night after night of work on our new home, Mr. Seashell suggested that we get dressed and go out on a "date". To be honest, I thought it may be a "decoy date" to throw me off for a proposal at a later time. (Kind of like, "See? We go out and do nice things all the time! This isn't suspicious...) Plus, I figured with all the money we'd spent on the condo, renovating, and buying new furniture, there was no way a ring was coming just yet.
We met downtown at Smith and Wollensky which is beautifully situated on the Chicago river. After our fantastic meal, Mr. Seashell asked me if I wanted to walk down by the river. We walked for a bit, and then he suddenly stopped walking and began saying wonderfully sweet things (the rest becomes a blur...) Before I knew it he was down on one knee, opening a box with a gorgeous ring and said, "Will you marry me?" And I said, "Yes! I love you! I love you! I love you!"
Then we hugged, kissed, and I said, "So now what do we do?"
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