I've been a little side-tracked lately, and I've put my blog on the back burner, so to speak. I'm going to do better.
Last weekend I lost my watch and wedding ring. Every night when I bathe the kids, I take off my wedding ring and put it on my watch band--all looped together so nicely. I figure it's harder to lose a watch with a ring on it than just a ring. So last Thursday night before bath time was the last time I saw it. I searched high and low and thought of every possible place that thing could be. I knew for sure that the two were together and that I wasn't just looking for a ring.
So finally after a weekend with no success, I figured two possible scenarios of where my ring could be: 1) Annie grabbed it off the counter or my nightstand, walked over, and threw it in the garbage, or 2) Whitney, when grabbing a tissue from the box, accidentally knocked it into the garbage. Either way, I knew it had to be in the garbage. But not just in our garbage, in the "garbage-that-Tyler-took-out-Saturday-morning-but-is-now-down-the-chute-in-the-community-dumpster" garbage. Yeah.
Monday morning I got permission from my complex to dig through the dumpster in the trashroom, and my incredible sister came over to watch my kids while I went downstairs. She offered to help me in the dumpster, but I told her that watching the kids would be help enough. Needless to say, it was the most disgusting thing I've ever experienced in my life. Even though I had Tyler's surgical mask and latex exam gloves on, nothing could prepare me for the C%@P I would be digging through. I almost hurled twice. I will spare you the details. Really... you will hurl too. When Tyler came home that night as I was serving dinner, I couldn't even talk about my experience. I just told him not to ask me about my day.
The most depressing part was that after all that searching, I couldn't find even my own garbage sack...let alone my watch/ring in the sack. I found myself agitated and grumpy over something so small. The night before Tyler had assured me that it was just a piece of jewelry and that I didn't need to stress. But I was mad. Mad that I spent time in that filthy dumpster. Mad that I cut myself on broken glass in the dumpster. Mad that I left my watch/ring out for the kids to get. Mad that I didn't listen to Tyler's weekly advice to "put your things in your jewelry box!" And mad that I was so careless about something that was so precious to me.
So Monday night after getting the kids out of the bath, I went into Annie's room for something. I saw a table and thought to myself, "Did I check over there? Did I check under the crib too?" The answers were already yes, but I checked again and went behind Annie's crib where a pile of Cole's costumes were. And what did I find? I saw my watchband hiding under one of his masks!!! I screamed and ran to tell Tyler. I was tearing up with joy. How the watch got under Cole's costumes I'll never know... maybe Cole was using it as a Lasso for Woody? or a hula hoop for Buzz Lightyear?
Either way, I learned my lesson. My watch and ring are under my constant care now, AND I'm going to renew our renter's insurance policy ASAP!!
Last weekend I lost my watch and wedding ring. Every night when I bathe the kids, I take off my wedding ring and put it on my watch band--all looped together so nicely. I figure it's harder to lose a watch with a ring on it than just a ring. So last Thursday night before bath time was the last time I saw it. I searched high and low and thought of every possible place that thing could be. I knew for sure that the two were together and that I wasn't just looking for a ring.
So finally after a weekend with no success, I figured two possible scenarios of where my ring could be: 1) Annie grabbed it off the counter or my nightstand, walked over, and threw it in the garbage, or 2) Whitney, when grabbing a tissue from the box, accidentally knocked it into the garbage. Either way, I knew it had to be in the garbage. But not just in our garbage, in the "garbage-that-Tyler-took-out-Saturday-morning-but-is-now-down-the-chute-in-the-community-dumpster" garbage. Yeah.
Monday morning I got permission from my complex to dig through the dumpster in the trashroom, and my incredible sister came over to watch my kids while I went downstairs. She offered to help me in the dumpster, but I told her that watching the kids would be help enough. Needless to say, it was the most disgusting thing I've ever experienced in my life. Even though I had Tyler's surgical mask and latex exam gloves on, nothing could prepare me for the C%@P I would be digging through. I almost hurled twice. I will spare you the details. Really... you will hurl too. When Tyler came home that night as I was serving dinner, I couldn't even talk about my experience. I just told him not to ask me about my day.
The most depressing part was that after all that searching, I couldn't find even my own garbage sack...let alone my watch/ring in the sack. I found myself agitated and grumpy over something so small. The night before Tyler had assured me that it was just a piece of jewelry and that I didn't need to stress. But I was mad. Mad that I spent time in that filthy dumpster. Mad that I cut myself on broken glass in the dumpster. Mad that I left my watch/ring out for the kids to get. Mad that I didn't listen to Tyler's weekly advice to "put your things in your jewelry box!" And mad that I was so careless about something that was so precious to me.
So Monday night after getting the kids out of the bath, I went into Annie's room for something. I saw a table and thought to myself, "Did I check over there? Did I check under the crib too?" The answers were already yes, but I checked again and went behind Annie's crib where a pile of Cole's costumes were. And what did I find? I saw my watchband hiding under one of his masks!!! I screamed and ran to tell Tyler. I was tearing up with joy. How the watch got under Cole's costumes I'll never know... maybe Cole was using it as a Lasso for Woody? or a hula hoop for Buzz Lightyear?
Either way, I learned my lesson. My watch and ring are under my constant care now, AND I'm going to renew our renter's insurance policy ASAP!!
19 comments:
HOLY COW - you had a stress-filled week. I can't imagine. SO GLAD you found your ring (and watch)!! Lucky lucky. We just renewed our renters' insurance, mostly for my ring also. I figure if I let it lapse, that's when I'll lose it.
Some people (like me) have to let go of the sentimental value of their (or their spouse's) wedding ring. (Marc just lost his second one!) Anyhow, I'm glad you don't and thanks for the reminder. I'd be sick if I lost mine.
Wow. I can't believe that you actually dug through that stuff. You are incredible. I'm so glad that you found it. I lost my ring one year after we were married. I think it ended up in the garbage after I set it on the counter to make a salad. At least yours has a happy ending.
OH YAY!!!!! I'm so so so happy you found it!!! I'm glad HF helped you find it instead of learn a hard lesson. :) What a neat story. Love you sis.
What a story -- Steve lost his wedding ring but he never found his so I got him another one -- we have never found his ring so you are so lucky to have found yours-- I'm so happy for you! I know what community dumbsters are like -- we have one too - just smelling it when I throw my garbage away is pretty gross I can't imagine doing what you did. You are so awesome. Great story. Thanks for sharing.
Oh my gosh - bless your heart for having to search through that nasty dumpster!! SO glad you found your ring though!
Evan's on his 3rd ring - he could learn a lesson or two about keeping it under constant care. :)
Ugh. UGh. UGH!!! I can totally picture you in that trash heap... surgical mask. Gloves. Priceless! I'm so sorry you had to do that!
On the other hand, I'm so GLAD you found your ring!!! I know the feelings you described exactly. UGH!!
Your mom told us about losing the ring and your unsuccessful dumpster episode, so I was so happy to read this post and hear that there was a happy ending! There's just no good way to describe that relief, is there?
Okay, it made me tear up when you found it as well! I'm so glad. I've lost my ring before and it is a sickening feeling. I take mine off at bathtime as well, but after reading this I'm going to find a more secure place to put it! Thx. You are a stud for digging through the dumpster. :)
My favorite part of this whole story is Tyler's 'perfect husband' response when he said, "Well that ring wasn't good enough for you anyway." Ahhhhhhhhhh! Oh, and I would have loved ot have a picture of you in Tyler's surgical gear digging through the trash! So glad you had a happy ending. Love ya tons!
I know what it feels like! It's the worst feeling ever! I am glad you found it and even more glad you spared us the yummy garbage details ; ) You are a brave woman!!
Oh Natalie! You really did go dumpster diving! You are such a saint.
I lose my wedding ring on a semi-annual basis. I never get too worried (unless it's been a week) and eventually it shows up in the bottom of the dirty clothes hamper or a coat pocket I somehow missed. I'm all over the renters insurance policy though.
So glad to hear you found it!!
You are my new favorite commando friend -- not the undie-free kind, but the dig-in-the-dumpster-kind! YOU ARE SO TOUGH! You'll have to be sure to tell that one well into your nineties to remind people of your prowess, and of how you came to your deep wisdom.
Way to go, tiger. You're doing the Ridge alums proud. :)
Anjie
I'm so glad you found them, especially after going to EVERY single effort to find them. Way to go. I guess that we can appreciate the "junk" we deal with each day after a garbage experience like that, huh? No wonder you felt under the weather during and after the dumpster experience! :)
Well, if that wasn't a testament to how sentimental your ring is, then I don't know what is! I have had to climb into dumpsters, and am painfully aware of the kind of stuff that dwells within their corroded walls. So sorry you had to do that, but glad you found it!
Oh, Natalie, I'm so glad you found it! I do the same thing with my watch and ring every night and I'm paranoid my ring will get lost. It is seriously the only thing of value I think our whole family owns. I'm proud of you for dumpster diving, too bad you didn't find any treasures to make it worth your efforts. I hope your cuts from the glass are all better!
I am so glad the lost was found but I'm sorry you had to detour through the dumpster. It was a funny story.
I am SO happy you found it! I literally got teary eyed when you said you found it! So sorry for all your trouble though!
are you ok with that cut? i am pathetic, i wouldn't even dig in the dumpster if that happened. i would just make bill buy me one of those ENORMOUSLY GAWDY HUGE fake rings from dillards that looks like a million bucks. i am SOOOO glad you found the ring! it is more the sentimental value than the pricetag.
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