Lost!

Oh good heavens, I lost my wedding ring! I was putting my hair up so I could get in the bath and it fell off my finger. When it hit the floor it made a loud, odd noise on the tile (Justin would have been looking for a chip in the tile instead of for my ring) and it vanished!

I tried to imagine where it would have bounced and looked all around, it was no where! After 5 minutes I started to get a little panicky. I wanted to vacuum the next day, so I would have to find it first. Then I worried Lindsay would find it before I did and really lose it... I would never see it again! I was going to hop in the bath and look for it later, but I wanted a relaxing bath. Calgon take me away!

I lifted up everything but the floor, ran my hands around the carpet, checked in the bath. I was running out of places to look! When I stood up to rethink my strategy I found it sitting on the rocking chair! It bounced two feet off the floor and two feet over! I'm shocked where I found it, but so glad I did. I figured my fingers would be getting fatter and I wouldn't have to worry about this problem for a few months. I guess I will have to put it back on my middle finger.


The bath helped relax me from my ring stress and potty training. Lindsay was so crabby after her nap I don't think anything got accomplished. Bedtime can't come soon enough!