Alas, My Ring...

About an hour or two into my shift this past Wednesday, I noticed my wedding band was not on my finger. I lost my original ring a year prior and made it a point to never take of the replacement ring. I also purchased the smallest fitting ring that would not turn my finger purple.

I searched high, I searched low, I searched to and fro, yet as soon as it came so did it go. My ring has abandoned me. My second ring.

This makes me feel like a complete imbecile. Moron. Fool. People tell stories of losing their rings to me, but I take no solace. I am averaging one wedding band a year down the drain. That is an expensive loss. That is a painful and annoying loss. I still have no clue where the ring came off my finger, what happened to it, and how it could have gone unnoticed in that same time. Very, very, very, very, very frustrating.