This has been a crazy good week! I’ve found something that I lost over 10 months ago. Something I was so, so sad about losing, I just felt sick. I went through our old house with a fine tooth comb. I moved furniture, appliances and emptied every drawer and closet. I turned out coat pockets to reveal all manner of junk. My efforts were futile, it was nowhere. I last remembered putting it in my pocket to put on a tight pair of gloves. Have you guessed what it was?
Yep, my wedding ring. How could I have been so careless? I almost couldn’t bare to tell Mr B.
Worst of all, we were moving in just a few days. I thought, “if it’s here somewhere, I’ll just never know”. In a panic, I even sifted through the garden compost. Had it fallen off when I worked the garden (I loved so much) for the very last time? No luck. I had just packed a home we’d lived in for 25 years, could it be in a box somewhere? Mr B. was far more calm than I, “hon, maybe we’ll find it when we unpack”, he tried to assure me. For a short time, I hung on to those words. I must have set an all time record for moving and unpacking, I was so hopeful. Yet, the truth was soon to be reconciled, I was never again going to gaze at my ring and remember our special day. Where could it be?
Fast forward 10 months. It’s a beautiful evening, “I really feel like a coffee hon, let’s go for a walk”. Off we go to Starbucks. I place the usual order, “tall skinny with one pump of vanilla please”. Mr B’s reading the paper while Boomdee (that’s me) waits patiently for a late night Java fix.
That’s when something wonderful happened. I stuck my hand in the pocket of the summer shorts I had worn all day, “mmmm, I haven’t worn these for a while, what’s this in the pocket?” I can feel a few things, there’s a hair elastic, a burette and what?
I actually screamed across the entire coffee shop, “HOLY sh#t, hon LOOK!!!!!! In my pocket, I found MY RING!!!!” Now the other customers are looking on with only a slight interest since a grown woman screaming with joy, clapping hands and jumping up and down is not that unusual right? (admittedly there is a lot of weirdness downtown).
Have you ever lost something, only to find it later? Maybe Professor Solomon could help. He thinks he’s got the full proof method of finding lost items. I Skipped ahead to his page 10, #1 .”Don’t Look For It”. Say WHAT? Maybe I should just be more careful.
Needless to say, when not on my finger, I will now place my rings on my sweet little kitty cat ring holder.
Canadian Author, Doug Coupland said “There are three things we cry about in life, things that are lost,
things that are found and things that are magnificent.”