Lost & Found

So Saturday after the Woodsie Christmas Wonderfulness I came home and took my rings off so I could knit. Sunday I grabbed my little handful of rings (eternity band, engagement ring, Woods ring) and put them on, on my way out the door. My wedding ring wasn't there but I assumed I just didn't grab it in my little handful so I went without it (really busy day). This morning I go to put it on and it was no where to be found. I tore apart the bathroom, under our bed, the kitchen, living room, dining room... you get the point... still nowhere.

While I'm a generally positive person I do tend to go into panic mode when it comes to important things like MY WEDDING RING!!! So I start crying, wake up Shane, make myself late for work and still no ring. Shane convinced me to go to work and we'd look for it when we get home. So as soon as I get home I get on all fours and look all over. I couldn't find it so I decided to at least make the bed because I'm a cleaner and then I saw it, my ring!!!! In the middle of the bed, unharmed, and waiting for me. Ahhhh... and all is right with the world again....

The crazy thing about all of this is that I RARELY take off my wedding band and I was soo mad at myself for taking it off to begin with and all the while it just slipped off while I was sleeping... grrr... oh wells, at least its safe on my little finger now!