A few weeks ago, on a random Wednesday night when we were home painting the living room, Gareth asked me to marry him. It was very sweet and homey and low key and perfect.

We drank some wine we’d been saving since our trip to South Africa a few year ago and spoke with family and friends and celebrated for most of the night.

Because I convinced Gareth he has terrible taste while selecting decor for our new place, he bought me a place holder ring so we can design one together. And though he has terrible taste in home décor, the ring he chose was perfect. We’re going this Friday to meet with a jeweller to select the permanent one, but the one he proposed with will be something I wear and treasure forever.

Now onto planning the wedding!