Engagement

Here I sit, in my lounge watching the news. It has been two weeks, 10 hours and 3 minutes since the beloved B not-so-spontaneously popped the question.
I think to myself, is this what I can expect from married life?
Watching TV with B, hanging out, enjoying life as it comes. Pretty much everything we have been doing since we moved in together 11 months ago.
I sincerely hope so, we are comfortable, easy.. In short we work.
But there is one hurdle I must jump before we can settle in to a happily married life together...

Engagement..

The proposal was perfect.
Being the cluey bitch that I am, there was no chance for him taking me out to dinner and me not cottoning on as to what was going on.
So he took one of the days off work that he was owed, then he woke me up before I had to get up for work and gave me a single red rose. Being a girl, with girly genes, I got super excited,because I love getting flowers. You know, like a girl.
And then he said 'There's more..' He proceeded to kneel down next to the bed and say 'would you like to spend the rest of your days with me?'
I may or may not have squeaked a little bit and said yes.

Two weeks, 10 hours and 10 minutes.
We are happy, comfortable. Life is going on as normal, except my left hand is a little bit heaveir then it was two weeks, 10 hours and 11 minutes ago.

I look up at him as he gets unneccessarily excited about somethign that doesn't affect him.
I cant wait to spend the rest of my life with him..