So H wasn't out of town. His trip was cancelled this past Thursday. So yesterday, I walk into the apt, set down D (who was completley passed out in her car carrier) and went to organize my bathroom a little bit. When I walk out, I hear a knock at the door and go to answer it. H is standing there grinning.
I give him a big hug. I was so surprised! He wished me a happy anniversary and told me to look in the kitchen where there was a large gift bag. He told me to look for the card. There was a short and sweet anniversary card and signed, "Love, H". And then he told me to open my present.
I was flabbergasted. It was wrapped in tissue paper with C's all over it.
"H. Where did you get this?" "Just open it" "H. Are you kidding??" "What?" "I know this paper..... you didn't get me this...."
Inside was a Coach diaper bag.
I was speechless.
I shop at second hand shops for both my clothing and my daughter's clothing. I only buy things on sale on the occasion that I'm in a full priced retail store. I even bought my wedding dress in a consignment shop. I've never spent more than 20 bucks on a handbag, and never bought shoes for more than 50 bucks. I've never owned a designer ANYTHING in my life.
Then he said, "well, 3rd year anniversary gift is leather, so I thought seeing as I wasn't very involved in picking out your original diaper bag, I'd get you this one. Is this alright?"
"Yes! I just... I can't believe.... :::continues to stumble over words:::" "You should go look in the bedroom... there might be another present in there..." ".... no...."
In my bedroom, there's another large gift bag. With ANOTHER Coach purse inside it.
"I figured you might want your own handbag too, for when you go out without D. Now, fill it up and let's go out to dinner."
I was floored. Astonished. Shocked. All in a good way.
And then he took me out to a nice steakhouse where he had made reservations. The waitstaff even wrote us a nice "Happy 3rd Anniversary!" card. H said he had thought about getting a sub for me for today, but realized due to the nature of my classroom I probably would have needed more notice to prepare and wanted more to surprise me. My sister was in on it, and took care of D while we were out for the next few hours.
I cannot think of another time where I was THIS surprised. Even when he proposed to me.
I feel justified in getting him what I wanted to get him for our anniverary now. He easily spent that much on me, and I've never had the funds to spoil him.
AND I'm going to pay off 2 major debts that we've been talking about eliminating.
If this isn't piecing, I don't know what is. I am forever grateful for picking up the DR book.
