I woke up early this morning on a most comfortable hospital cot (compared to the "bed chair" that's in the room with my wife, the cot is heaven) so that I could go home and get my kids ready for school and for a day at their grandparent's house.
Before I returned to the hospital to be with my wife (who is doing much better and may come home tomorrow) I ran some errands. I was picking up some shampoo for Kellie at her hair salon when I noticed something wrong...my wedding band was missing. Again!
I have absolutely no idea where it is because, when it fell off, it didn't make a sound. And exactly where it fell off is a mystery. It's not on the floor of the salon, it's not in the hospital room, and it's not in my car. It may be at my parents house or it may be at my house. But wherever it is, it's really lost this time.
Kellie isn't upset - she's been wanting to get a new one for me - but as I said before, I don't want a new one. I like my old one. So when I return home this afternoon the hunt will continue for the world's most wanted wedding band. And if you find it lying around somewhere please let me know.
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