Earl came home early this morning. We talked, we hugged, we cried but mostly it was me, and we agreed we were both in the wrong last night. We also agreed it was wrong of us to drag Elizabeth and Dr. Stantz into the argument. Unfortunately, I had work obligations I couldn’t back out on (on threat of violence and/or unemployment).
I was just looking forward to spending the night making things up to Earl (not like that, you creeps).
I did not expect him to have a speech prepared that finished with him on one knee.
The ring is gorgeous. I’m not usually much of a jewelry person, but this is never, ever coming off my hand.
I was planning to propose next time we took a trip together. Maybe to New York. Needless to say he got his ring a little bit early.
I’ve just been sitting here looking at the ring for the last ten minutes.