“I was on the fence about proposing, but I thought a ring would make you happy on your birthday. I figured I’d just sort of decide in the moment.”
This is an actual quote. I did not ask for this. For my birthday, all i asked from my boyfriend was for a very particular book, the new one by David Sedaris, and maybe to go camping. I didn’t ask for a ring, and then for that ring to be revoked.
But, you know, here we are, discussing why, ultimately, he will not propose to me. But still wants to keep dating.
I accused him of not having plans for my 30th birthday, because he was refusing to go camping. I said I really wanted to go camping, just for one night. I won a tent at work. He said he did have a plan; he had gotten me a ring. He said he was going to bring me to a fancy dinner overlooking the water and give me a ring on the beach where we first decided to start dating, over a year ago.
So, I thought it was a proposal. Wouldn’t you? Only after alerting my friends did it occur to me to double check: “This is a proposal right?” “Oh, no, it’s just a ring, because I’m honestly on the fence.”
Happy fucking birthday. I didnt ask for this. I wanted a fucking book. It’s supposed to be a really good book, too.