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Input: I'll get this out of the way, I feel like an incredible asshole here, but maybe it's one of those things where she's overreacting a bit. I honestly don't know and maybe it doesn't matter because we have to move on one way or another. 


So backstory on this, fiancé grew up in smallish mountain town north of Albuquerque, NM as did her parents and both sets of grandparents. Both grandparents got engaged in the town plaza because it was sort of the thing to do back in the day. Her parents also got engaged in the plaza but in a much more informal "hippieish" manner in the 70s, but it was still the same location. 


When we seriously started talking about marriage she told me flat out (to paraphrase) "I don't care about the ring, I don't care about you asking my dad for 'permission', I don't care how much you spend, what time of year it is or if it's freezing outside; I want you to propose in the Taos Plaza." I was like cool...I can do that. 


So we've been talking about rings for maybe the last six months and I finally bought one that I feel definitely fit her personality. I stupidly told her best friend and best friend told her. So last weekend we decided to spend the weekend in her hometown skiing. As the weekend came to a close I could tell she was getting antsier and antsier but it honestly didn't clue in what the deal was. As we drove past the plaza on the way back to Albuquerque she even said "he look, it's the plaza...we should stop!"


Because I'm an IDIOT it didn't clue me in what she was talking about and I was the good computer engineer and said something like "no, no we have a schedule to keep, work tomorrow!" So the whole way home she was that kind of like mad/sad and wasn't really talking to me. I figured she was tired and didn't make much of it. 


So next day I saw her best friend at work (she works with me) and she basically said that I really blew it because girlfriend was expecting me to propose on the trip. In an a-ha moment I was like that's what she was mad. So I took her out to a nice dinner Tuesday night and got on one knee and proposed to her in a restaurant. She said yes  but I could tell she was still really upset. I asked her what was wrong and she very openly told me (again paraphrasing) "I love you and want to marry you, but for almost a year and half I've told you I want one thing and one thing only from my proposal and it's goin to take me a long time to not be upset that you didn't listen to me." 


So the moment that was supposed to symbolize the start of our new life together ended with her taking most of her food home in a doggy bag, leaving to her apartment by herself and her telling me "I really love you, but I'm really upset and I need some time before I see you again" and kissing me on the cheek. I know she'll come around but I don't know when. 


So I full on acknowledge I'm an idiot, but am I an asshole?

not proposing to my fiancé in the same place both sets of her grandparents and parents got engaged