About two years ago, I noticed that one of my marquis on my wedding band was loose. I didn't want to spend $200 to get it fixed; that's what a very pushy salesman told me it would cost to fix the ring, so I got a silver band and wore it in place of my wedding ring.
Anyway, mid-March of this year, I finally decided it was time to clean out the chicken coop from the winter yuck. When it was all said and done...nice and shiny... I took my gloves off and went into the house where I discovered that my loose diamond was missing! For some reason, I had put my wedding band on that morning and forgotten that I was wearing it. Sadness! John was pretty unperturbed when I told him I'd lost it. He just said it was time for a larger diamond. The problem was that it wasn't the center diamond that I'd lost!
I looked through the fingers of the glove and around the coop a little. I half-heartedly prayed that I'd find it if I could at all. Then I decided that the stone was gone for good.
On Tuesday of this week (April 19, 2011) I was paying bills and pulled my checkbook out of my wallet and I found a very small shiny object resting on top of my checkbook! My diamond! This checkbook has come out for Utah, tithing, and a few other things. It's a miracle I didn't lose it somewhere really strange.
So, now my ring is put back together. I went to a different jeweler and they only charged me $115 for the repairs. Whoot whoot!
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