The Engagement

It started when I got off work on November 24th, the Monday before Thanksgiving and a few days after Trevor had gone to Idaho Falls to ask my dad's permission to marry me. I called Trevor and told him I'd be running a few minutes late for dinner, because my phone was almost dead and I left my charger at my apartment. He had been in my apartment that day to put in a coffee table and end table from his grandparents, and offered to just pick it up for me, as he was "still in the neighborhood." So I drove to Trevor's house and waited for him to get there. I knew we were going to dinner at Chili's, which was where we had our first date, and we hadn't been back since. He was VERY insistent about going out, even though I kept reminding him that we needed to cut back on the spending and eating out.

Should have been my first clue.

But we had just been looking at rings that morning, and I know that rings can take a while to order and size, etc. So I brushed it off as Trevor just really having a hankering for shrimp alfredo. Not to mention, while I was waiting for him at his parent's house, his mom asked me if we wanted some dinner. I told her we were going out, and I caught a disapproving glance. She thinks we shouldn't eat out so much either. I figured if she knew what was going on that night, she wouldn't ask me if we wanted dinner. When Trevor got there, he threw himself together pretty quickly, and his dad kept pulling him into the next room to talk to him. Trevor's dad is a man of very few words.

Should have been my second clue.

But we had just been looking at rings that morning, and I know that proposals normally take more than a day to plan... So I brushed it off as his dad lecturing him about eating out. So we headed out to dinner at Chili's and sat at the same table that we sat at on our first date. We ordered a white chocolate lava mountain dessert thing to go. The keyless entry on the van actually worked for the first and last time in a few years, as we were walking out to the van. Interesting. We got to my apartment, when I realized I had forgotten my purse and beloved scarf at Chili's. So back to the restaurant, and back to my apartment. I walked in the front door and noticed that, yes, Trevor had moved in the coffee table and end table, and he also covered them, and my kitchen table, with rose petals.

Should have been my third clue.

But instead I started to ferociously count up the days and weeks in my head since we had been dating. Because surely he couldn't be proposing already! Rings take a couple weeks or so to order and size. But without pulling out the calendar on my phone, I didn't have a chance of figuring it out. So I went to the living room and the coffee table had the rose petals, Reese's peanut butter cups, and Dove chocolates all over, with a vase of the roses that remained after the petal damage was done.

Fourth clue?

Trevor went into the bathroom and I have to confess...while he was in there I checked the bottom drawer of the coffee table for a ring box. Nothing. So I waited for him to come back, and possibly apologize for something he had done wrong? Who knows at this point. He came back, asked me if I would put our to-go food in the fridge. I'm still trying to figure it out. It takes weeks for a ring to be ordered... Right? Or does it? So I put our food away, and come back in the living room. Trevor's on one knee.

Fifth clue.

I still couldn't believe it. There's no way he can be proposing right now! We just looked at rings today! The rest is a little bit of a blur. After he asked me to marry him, I think I got a little impatient and checked the drawer again, because his eyes kept darting to it... There it was. That was it.

Sixth clue.

I finally got it. He pulled out the ring, and asked me again. I'm pretty sure I said yes after he asked again. I think he got worried after I didn't answer. Hard to answer when you can't breathe. Well, the rest is history! And I'm going to be practicing reading clues a little better...