October 6th, 2009

Love is blind marriage is the eye opener

I must be blind.

Do you ever have one of those DUH! moments?

I've been stressing for three weeks because I lost my wedding ring. It's a solitaire with two anniversary bands set with seven diamonds each. I don't wear it all the time, because over the last 11 years I've lost several of the diamonds from the anniversary bands, and they're a little expensive to replace. And I didn't want to wear it to the theatre and lose it up there, so I took it off before final dress.

This morning I'd had it. I wanted it back, so I start tearing apart my bedroom, because I know that was the last place I saw it. I even went so far as to dump out my bedside table drawer (Raise your hand if yours is a pit like mine) and clean it out. I finally get out the vacuum cleaner and go through the bag, and right after I'm done with that disgusting job, I go over to my jewelry armoire and what do I see lying on top of the spot where I always leave it?

My wedding ring. Looking kinda smug, if you ask me.

I bet I looked in that thing FIFTY times.

I don't care. I'm just glad to have it back.