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 ...
When I wake up in the morning, I feel just like any other insecure 24-year-old girl. Then I say, 'B*tch, you're Lady Gaga, you get up and walk the walk today'.