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Saga of the lost ring

UGH the last little bit has been HARD! Last night I went to use the bathroom before I started driving home. As usual I took my ring off to wash my hands. I do this because the ring is slightly large for me so if my hand gets wet my ring slides right off my finger.

Anyway, I was having a bad day and I spaced and just left WITHOUT MY RING! I left work right around 5:50 and by the time I realized at 6:15 I called a co worker who was still at work and it wasn't in the bathroom anymore.

I immediately emailed the biggest company distribution list I knew of letting them all know I left it and please help me get it back. NO RESPONSE! I was a MESS. I couldn't stop crying and feeling horrible. Chad was sooo good about it- he was so sweet reassuring me that it was just a ring and that we can get a new one if needed and that it's not a big deal. That it doesn't mean we're not going to get married or that we're not engaged anymore- that it's just a missing ring. But regardless, I was super upset and just sad.

First thing this morning I checked my email- no response. I was devistated. No only did I have little hope of finding my ring (since I spent the night before digging through trash, crawling on the ground, inspecting every inch of my car and purse) but I had a final interview that day for another job I'm considering. How was I going to be on my game with this hanging over me like a little rain cloud.

When I got in this morning and finished my first thing in the morning meeting I printed up fliers and hung them EVERYWHERE! Still nothing. I was losing hope. As I was sending an email to my last resort, a friend in corporate security who I know has access to video footage of the building, I got an email from someone! It  said:


Hi! I found your ring in the bathroom last night! I put it on my counter today to remind myself to bring it to work but I completely forgot about it. Come by my cube tomorrow to pick it up. =)

HUGE sigh of relief- like so much that my co worker who sits next to me said he heard it and hoped it meant what he thought it did! Oh yay! I still have to wait till tomorrow (I'm at an off site meeting but I'm forgoing lunch to run over to my office and get it) but at least I know who has it and that it's safe. I can't wait to have it back.

My Thursday evening plans? Getting it sized so I have no need to take it off ever again :)

Comments

Megs said…
YAAAAY! I'm so happy to hear your ring has been returned! The sizing appt. sounds like the perfect "welcome home" celebration. :)
I lost my ring 3 times before I got married. The worst one was when I was moving into our little house and it fell out of the box and fell into the middle of a scain of yarn... I prayed and prayed... and it came rolling out when I went to go organize my crafting stuff. I am so happy your ring has been located. Have fun getting it sized! =)
britt said…
Good story Hanzel! I'm glad your ring was found. It is an awful feeling to have lost something that is not only expensive, but very sentimental.

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