Finn’s brother and sister-in-law just stopped by, thinking he was home (nope, he’s a workaholic, works approximately 53 hours a week). They mentioned they were (finally) looking at wedding rings. They just had to mention that the rings they’re planning on getting are $16k a peice.
SIXTEEN THOUSAND DOLLARS FOR A HUNK OF METAL AND ROCKS TO WEAR AROUND YOUR FINGER
I’m seriously dumbfounded hearing this. And then. AND THEN. She speaks up and says it’s too small.
TOO SMALL? A SIXTEEN THOUSAND DOLLAR RING IS TOO SMALL?!?! That’s, at the very least, a 3cttw diamond. Seriously.
The ring she wants is twenty-six thousand dollars. Holy shit! That’s a house in this area. She’d rather have a ring than a house?!?
As I said in this post, she’s been acting weird whenever my ring, or Finn and I’s wedding is brought up. I thought it was jealousy, but now I’m about 99.999% sure that’s exactly what it is/was.
They’re (or, at the very least, her) attempting to show us up. I’m hoping (PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD) that this shit is out of their system before Finn and I’s wedding.
I’m definitely assigning someone to red wine (Gatorade?) duty.
Posted on June 28, 2017, in Blogging, changes, engagement, family, Finn, life, love, Relationships, wedding, wedding planning and tagged Blogging, changes, engagement, life, Love, wedding, wedding planning. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.