Bummer
Okay, so I've lost my engagement ring.
My cat Moxie actually batted it off my nightstand and scooted it into a knee wall, which happens to drop down an entire story to the first floor. At least, I'm 90% sure that's what happened.
Anyway, I think that the ring is located somewhere between the 1st and 2nd story rafters. And I have no idea how to get it out.
The beautiful thing in all of this is that it really isn't my fault and I'm totally powerless. It's not like I can think my way out of this or go around knocking walls down to find it. Of course, the reason I want it back has nothing to do with financial value; the ring's value to my is its symbolism of the journey Brian and I went through to get where we are. It's not even really about being engaged or married - just about the work that we did to get to a place where we freely chose to become permanent fixtures in each other's lives.
I was thinking tonight that it's rare to get such a clear reminder of our powerlessness. I don't often get to see such a clear distinction between my will and that of the universe. As much as I want my ring back, it's also kind of comforting to know that it's not up to me. The solution is clear to the universe, just not to me. So my only job is to sit patiently and wait for the solution to present itself (being open to the possibility that the solution may be me not getting my ring back).
My cat Moxie actually batted it off my nightstand and scooted it into a knee wall, which happens to drop down an entire story to the first floor. At least, I'm 90% sure that's what happened.
Anyway, I think that the ring is located somewhere between the 1st and 2nd story rafters. And I have no idea how to get it out.
The beautiful thing in all of this is that it really isn't my fault and I'm totally powerless. It's not like I can think my way out of this or go around knocking walls down to find it. Of course, the reason I want it back has nothing to do with financial value; the ring's value to my is its symbolism of the journey Brian and I went through to get where we are. It's not even really about being engaged or married - just about the work that we did to get to a place where we freely chose to become permanent fixtures in each other's lives.
I was thinking tonight that it's rare to get such a clear reminder of our powerlessness. I don't often get to see such a clear distinction between my will and that of the universe. As much as I want my ring back, it's also kind of comforting to know that it's not up to me. The solution is clear to the universe, just not to me. So my only job is to sit patiently and wait for the solution to present itself (being open to the possibility that the solution may be me not getting my ring back).
posted by GirlRy at 7:57 PM
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