Some weeks just suck and this week kinda fits the bill.
On Tuesday, I had to meet with my Professor, you remember all that? Well, while we were in the waiting room, at 3:30pm, I was gazing at my gorgeous engagement ring and Sam was giggling away at me etc.
Wednesday morning, I woke to NO RING.
This house has been turned upside down so many times, the cleaner came through it today, I have even put rubber gloves on and squished dog shit between my fingers in case it slipped off while I was feeding the dogs.
Sam pulled the washing machine apart because my ring often slips off when I put a load of washing into the machine but all he found was $7.00 and some nails.
I went through all of the bins, car, lodged a police report, rang all of the places we had been too on Tuesday.
Where is my ring?
It had been getting a little loose because I have lost a little weight but it wasn’t slipping off everytime I moved my hand.
The only place left (if it hasn’t been found and sold) is inside Kelly.
Remember her. She is the one who has always had a little grudge against me when it comes to the love of Sam. Don’t get me wrong, Kelly and I are besties now but I wonder if she has taken it too far and eaten my ring.
When I fed them on Tuesday night, they got a treat of Tin Food which they rarely get and I mushed it all in amongst their biscuits. Kelly gobbles down her food so fast that she wouldn’t have noticed a diamond ring.
But get this, Kelly poops every night but hasn’t done one all day or tonight. Could there be a diamond ring blocking her up? She will now be sleeping in the garage because she is more than happy to poop in there at night. I am hoping there is a glistening diamond poo waiting for me in the morning.
Oh, and my chemo today went for just under 4 hours. The heart pool scan dye gave me a rash.
One a high note, we came home to a beautifully clean home, Thank you family and Shanna. I also got a lovely phone call from my darling daughter.