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The whole plan began with my fiancé picking out her engagement ring unbeknownst to her. We were having a casual conversation in the mall about what her style of ring was. I told her that I would like to know should I decide to get her an engagement ring, even though I had already decided to get one. My fiancé began to describe it, but was not able to correctly articulate it to me. Then we neared the window of one the jewelry stores in the mall and there was her ring sitting there. My fiancé stopped talking and just said,” There, that one I want that ring, or one that looks like that. That one is perfect, but I doubt that it will be there when the time comes for you to buy it.” At the time she didn’t know that I had already been saving some money to buy her one. I told my fiancé that the price was outside what I would feel comfortable paying for that ring, but it really wasn’t. The budget I had originally was around the same as the ring price. So I really excited to see that she had found the ring that she would love. I saved up the money for the ring for a few months. My fiancé had won a 2 day trip out of town. I decided that that would be a great day to get things under way and propose to her during that trip. So I headed over to the store and put down a deposit on the ring that was remarkably still there after so many months. I told her that I may or may not be buying her a “just because” gift. She had asked me why I would do that, I told her,” Just because. I haven’t bought you anything lately.” She just sighed and went along with it. I finally saved up the money and was ready to go and buy the ring. The day before the trip I told my fiancé that I would be up at her house early to pick her up to go. I was banking on her thinking I was going to be late so that I would have time to stop by the jewelry store to pick up the ring. I had the route all planned out for the day of, and then Murphy’s Law hit. On the day of the trip I woke up later than I wanted to. Already behind the gun I headed straight over to the bank and pulled out the money, but there was a problem with my bank account and the amount that I needed to pull out. I had apparently charged something that put a hold on my account. That took an ungodly amount of time to clear up. Then I had to head over to the jewelry store to pick up the ring. On my way to the jewelry store I received a call from my fiancé asking of I was on my way, I had to make her slightly mad at me, I told her that I had woken up late and that I had just got out of the shower. Suffice to say that she was not happy, but that bought me enough time to head over to the jewelry store and pick up her ring. At the jewelry store I entered the store and asked to pick up my ring. I handed the attendant my deposit slip and waited for her to return with my ring. After about 20 minutes the attendant comes out and tells me that she can’t locate my ring. My heart sank to my stomach. I asked her if there was any way that my ring could’ve been sold by accident. The attendant told me that it wasn’t possible, but the look in her face told me otherwise. That made the blood drain from my face. I began to feel sick to my stomach and asked her to check again for the ring, it was wildly important. I called my fiancé and told her that I had run into a little traffic and that I was going to be a little later than I expected. She told me that she was still not ready to leave; she was looking for a specific suitcase. I silently jumped for joy for the extra time I just bought to find this ring. Finally the attendant returns and tells me that the ring was place in the wrong location. I finish the paperwork and head out to my fiancés house. I placed the ring in my spare pair of shoes in the trunk of my car. I arrived and after a few minutes we left for the trip. The entire drive I was replaying the morning scenarios and had a little chuckle at my own expense. I also took the time to make a final decision. Do I propose to her at the beginning of the trip so that she can spend the entire trip as my fiancé, or do I propose to her at the end to culminate the trip? I decided to figure it out when we got there. We park, check in, and head to the room. I left the ring in the car so she wouldn’t find it in the room. After getting into the room I put the bags down and make an excuse to go back to the car. We both work in a hotel so I thought that she would check the room while I was away, since it is a habit. I return to her sitting on the bed. I hand her a few toiletries to set up in the bathroom to get her out of the room, I take the opportunity to check the room drawers, thinking that she could hear me, to make sure that the previous guest didn’t leave anything behind. Even though I had thought that she did it while I was away, like I said its habit. Thinking that she heard that I was checking the drawers I placed the ring in the night stand. My fiancé comes out of the bathroom and I head in to set up the rest of the toiletries. I hear her checking the drawers. It takes less than a second for my mind to process what is going on; by the time I make it out to the front room she had the ring box in her hand. She didn’t realize that it was her ring box, just that she found a ring box in the room. She decides that she will call security to have them pick up the box. I stop her and tell her that it doesn’t belong to the previous guest. Then she remembers that I had told her in the months before the trip that I was going to get her a “just because” gift, she asked if this was it. At that moment I had decided to propose to her since she had found the ring box. I told her that no, that wasn’t the gift either. I took the box and her hands and told her that I had been waiting for this moment my whole life, and that this question had been burning in my throat since I had come out of the jewelry store. Then I got down on my knee and looked into her eyes, she immediately began to say,” What’s going on? What are you doing, this isn’t happening.” Then I asked her,” Will you marry me?” Her eyes began to well up with tears and she began to blush and shake, but was quiet. I asked,” Um is that a yes?” She laughed and told me,” Yes.” I placed the ring on her finger and we were engaged.