So recently, Tim lost his wedding ring. In typical Tim fashion, he managed to fling it from his finger while wiping dirt on his shorts (I don't know why he was doing that either) and also in typical Tim fashion, he was 100% certain it was about five feet to the left of where it actually was.
After crawling around on my hands and knees for hours in the grass that desperately needed to be mowed (thanks mower guy, for getting upset when we asked you not to scalp the lawn and now doing a "I will cut the tip off each individual blade of grass approach) and literally cutting the grass with scissors (or pulling it up by the handfuls) we gave up for the night.
Ultimately, it took another hour, this time with a metal detector, before I found his ring- and it was a near thing then as well.
Yesterday, I had to make the hard decision to "bench" my rings. After the weight we have lost (around 35 lbs for both of us), they don't fit. For some reason, yesterday was particularly bad, as they nearly flew off in spectacular fashion at least a dozen times.
I guess I'm going to have to decide if I want them cut down and resized, or if I think a ring guard will suffice. I have heard the ring guards can be immensely uncomfortable, but I also worry about permanently resizing the ring, only to end up unable to wear it if I gain weight back (which I am not planning on doing, but you know how plans go sometimes.)
Oh well, at least I will know the rings are safe and sound for now, not ready to leap off my finger at any given point in time, never to be found again.
It just feels really weird to be without them.
-Kristen
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