It wasn't on purpose. Not even in the slightest.
For dinner last night, I made pizza. In order to properly mix the dough, I had to take off my rings or otherwise suffer the humiliation and decimation of having to clean the beautiful things. So I removed them for the short time being and got to work on the dough.
And I forgot to put them back on.
I thought about it twice... once in the shower that evening after dinner and again in the shower this morning. I guess I'm just too used to getting my hair tangled up and caught in my solitaire and when that didn't happen, it sent up warning signals into my brain that something was just off...
(my rings) :)
Unfortunately, I was in such a rush this morning trying to get off to work that I completely forgot to grab them off the kitchen counter. Heck, I forgot a lot of things this morning.
But what a shame to forget something this precious! Kinda like the Dr.Phil episode the other day when the teen pregnant girl forgot her fake baby at home when she went to interview for a job.
Anywho, I was a wreck all day at work. I kept looking down at my fingers and feeling my soul rip out of my body. I felt naked. I felt exposed. I was missing a HUGE part of me.
And also while driving home this afternoon... I drive with one hand up on top of the steering wheel and I kept looking up and not seeing the sparkle in the window. There wasn't the beautiful stone casting the dashing colored lights around the car. There wasn't the security of having my "already taken" sign to flash at the old ugly dude next to me, saying "don't stare at me."
But I got home, found them...
and everything was right in the world.
and the chips tasted good too.
:)
For dinner last night, I made pizza. In order to properly mix the dough, I had to take off my rings or otherwise suffer the humiliation and decimation of having to clean the beautiful things. So I removed them for the short time being and got to work on the dough.
And I forgot to put them back on.
I thought about it twice... once in the shower that evening after dinner and again in the shower this morning. I guess I'm just too used to getting my hair tangled up and caught in my solitaire and when that didn't happen, it sent up warning signals into my brain that something was just off...
(my rings) :)
Unfortunately, I was in such a rush this morning trying to get off to work that I completely forgot to grab them off the kitchen counter. Heck, I forgot a lot of things this morning.
But what a shame to forget something this precious! Kinda like the Dr.Phil episode the other day when the teen pregnant girl forgot her fake baby at home when she went to interview for a job.
Anywho, I was a wreck all day at work. I kept looking down at my fingers and feeling my soul rip out of my body. I felt naked. I felt exposed. I was missing a HUGE part of me.
And also while driving home this afternoon... I drive with one hand up on top of the steering wheel and I kept looking up and not seeing the sparkle in the window. There wasn't the beautiful stone casting the dashing colored lights around the car. There wasn't the security of having my "already taken" sign to flash at the old ugly dude next to me, saying "don't stare at me."
But I got home, found them...
and everything was right in the world.and the chips tasted good too.
:)
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