I have some big news, and then I have even more big news. On July 2, 2009, I bought my very first house. And when I walked in the door for the very first time, what did I find? The love of my life, on bended knee, asking me to marry him. That’s right, I’m officially a homeowner and bride-to-be!
What’s this? You want to hear the story? Well then, I’ll oblige 🙂
I woke up to Marcus’s phone ringing at 7:30am, an hour and a half before we were supposed to close on the house, saying that Marcus needed to go to the office to deal with a server emergency for one of his clients. As I laid in bed, groggy and confused, I asked “You’re not actually going are you? Don’t they know we’re closing on the house today?” Marcus apologized profusely but said there was no one else to help, and they’d be really pissed if he didn’t go, and that he was confident that I’d be able to sign all the papers without him there. He said he’d try to finish up as quickly as possible and make it there before closing was all finished.
So I reluctantly agreed and headed out to the title company on my own. Melanie greeted me at the title office, without registering any surprise that Marcus wasn’t with me. In retrospect, this should have been an obvious hint that something was going on, but I figured Melanie just didn’t remember that we were both going to be there since I was really the only one who needed to sign the papers.
An hour later, as I was signing my last sheet of paper, Marcus called and said he was done with his server emergency and was on Mopac heading over. I said that we were almost done so we should just meet at the house. Melanie overheard this conversation and then proceeded to chat happily away with both me and the lady at the title company for another 15 minutes, which I thought was a little strange since she knew I was supposed to go meet Marcus and I was eager to get out and go check out my first home!
So after some heartfelt thanks and congratulations all around, I left the title company with keys in hand off to my first house. I called Marcus on the way, but he didn’t answer his phone. When I pulled into the driveway, his car wasn’t there. I tried calling him again, since I was much later than I said I would be, but still no answer. At this point I was starting to both worry that he was in an accident, and get really annoyed that not only did he miss the closing, but he was also going to miss walking into the house for the first time. I decided it was too hot to wait in the car for him, so I picked up my stuff to head to the door.
On the way up I accidentally dropped my phone and dialed my mom. Then I figured, hey, at least I can be on the phone with someone when I walk into the house for the first time since Marcus is MIA. So I announced to her that I was opening the door to my house for the very first time, and proudly walked in the doorway.
In my peripheral vision, I saw someone crouching in the hallway. Panicking, my first thought was that there was an intruder in the house. I was the only person who could possibly have any keys – I just bought the house! So I turned in panic and shock, and realized that this was no intruder, it was Marcus. In a suit. On one knee. With a ring.
I’m not sure how long I stood there processing the situation before I finally managed to spit out “Ohmygod I need to call you back” and dropped the phone and everything else that I had carried through the door. He just smiled at me and said “Will you marry me?” I responded in the most dignified manner possible – I tackled him on the floor. Of course, my answer was yes 🙂
As it turned out Melanie had been in on the whole thing, working with the seller’s realtor to leave him a key in the backyard the night before and giving Marcus constant updates on where we were in the process, including letting him know when to call me when it was just too late to make it out to the office. I have to give mad props to her, she usually has a really tough time keeping secrets and she managed to keep this one completely under wraps! Even though I had even suspected that he might try to propose when I bought the house, I never saw this coming. It was absolutely perfect, and I have thoroughly enjoyed telling the story to people over and over 🙂
The ring is absolutely gorgeous. I can’t stop staring at it. Though it does make driving slightly problematic when I can’t keep my eyes on the road. Hey, that’s what peripheral vision is for right?
We move into the new house that I just bought this Friday. Is it possible to explode from happiness? Because I think I just might.