Okay, I am Engaged, Now What?
Day One: I woke up after the “big engagement night” and put on the ring. Called Mom. Called Sister. Called Best Friend. Not necessarily in that order, but for not wanting to irritate anyone unnecessarily, I will leave it at that. I walked into work and faced the question that had been the standard question every morning for a few months… “Has he proposed yet?” I smiled because I knew this would be the last time I heard that question. I flashed my new ring. There were squeals of delight from my friends at work, demands to know the whole story (a story that I told over and over for the next few weeks) and the dreaded next question… “Have you set a date?” The ring had been on my finger for less than 24 hours and already the stress of planning the wedding had started.