October 25, 2007
I lost my wedding band.
Actually, that’s not entirely accurate. Because I know where it is. I just can’t get to it.
Last Saturday, we were having some friends over for dinner. While Maggie was napping, I took a shower and Dan went out to get some beer for the evening’s festivities. I was almost finished getting ready- just needed to dry my hair- and Maggie woke up. And she was PISSED. So then I got all frantic and tried to finish up in the bathroom, putting my makeup back in the cabinet (if I leave anything out, one of the cats is likely to steal it or try to eat it!) and I thought I could at least put my styling cream on my hair and dry it later. I took my rings off like I always do, and they fell to the floor. I watched them bounce, saw them both, and I reached down to pick them up. My engagement ring was right there (THANK GOODNESS!) but my wedding band wasn’t.
I got down on the floor to look closer. I looked over the entire floor, under the trash can, everywhere. Our bathroom is pretty small, and I saw the direction where it went, so I knew it had to be there somewhere. It doesn’t just disappear! Or does it?
Do you want to know where it is? It’s under the vanity. And not ‘under’ as in ‘inside the door under the sink’. I mean, ‘under the cabinet’. There is about a 1-inch space (that I didn’t know was there before, but now I do) between the baseboard on the front and the base of under the cabinet. And I’m almost 100% positive that my ring bounced just enough to go through that space. That, or it vanished into thin air.
The space is just small enough that I can’t fit more than a few fingers in, and it’s at such a weird angle that I can’t reach down and touch the bottom of the other side. So the question: How in the HECK am I going to get my ring back?
I guess I should mention that my wedding band isn’t one of those fancy-pants ones with lots of diamonds on it. When we got married, we didn’t have much money and we were paying for a lot of the wedding ourselves, so we didn’t spend a lot of money on the rings. My wedding band is a simple gold ring and cost us about $30. So it’s not the money that I’m concerned about- it’s the sentimental aspect. We’d actually talked about getting a nicer band for me later, maybe at our 5 year anniversary (which came and went this past June!) but even if I replace it with something fancier someday, I’d still like to keep the original one. It’s the one Dan placed on my finger at our wedding! It’s important!
I am just very very very glad it wasn’t my engagement ring that bounced into the space. Because we probably would have torn apart our bathroom this weekend to get it back. That baby was a lot more than $30!
So since Saturday, my left ring-finger has been half-naked. I look like a young, newly-engaged college chick (just let me believe this, okay? hee) We haven’t yet made an attempt to get it out of there, mostly because we haven’t had time to try anything. My mom came up with a good idea we might try, which involves cutting part of the bottom out of the inside, under the drawers so the hole would be hidden, and seeing if we can reach it that way. So I just might try it next week, or next weekend if I need Dan’s help with it.
Contrary to what Dan said, this wasn’t just a ploy to get a new, sparkly, diamond band from him :) I just never knew how much the simple band meant to me! I want it back.