A while ago I wrote about DH losing a valuable object. It is found in the most unlikely place. The last place we both remember seeing his wedding band was on the counter by the dish drain. He literally tore the kitchen apart. Went through the trash-emptied it piece by disgusting piece, everything, it was not found. Heartbroken was not the word. To me, it was a sign of 'he didn't really care to put it in a real safe place' while he was doing the dishes.

Saturday afternoon we were watching a movie. Just relaxing. I was untangling a ball of silk yarn. It was really tangled. When he calls my name and waves his hand. He had put his hand deep into the space between the chair cushion and the arm of his chair. And there it was. His wedding band. So it was found.

Now I have lost something. A few weeks ago he bought a "place holder" engagement/wedding band set. Fake stones with a big 'diamond' engagement ring. Well, I know I had the stone while I was untangling some of that thread. Even thought that the thread may cause a problem. The stone was still there when we went out Saturday. I thought it was there Sunday morning. Yesterday afternoon, it was GONE. This is the 3rd stone I have lost. My original diamond lasted 26 years. DH bought me a replacement-very pretty. I lost it here in DC within the first 3 months. And now this one. I told him that I do not want another engagement style. Our next set will be two matching wedding bands. That is it.

DH really liked the set he had bought me. The stones looked large and flashy. Not really my style. I like smaller stones that are well set. And diamonds are not my favorite stones. He knows that. Garnets are my favorite. I have a garnet ring I wear constantly-he bought it for my birthday. It is not a manufactured garnet so the red has hints of brown instead of the purple that the manufactured garnet has.

We have talked about what stones our bands will have-saphires and diamonds-our birthstones. Alternating. Expensive.

He is talking more now, not fighting anymore. It seems like he is trying to understand where I am coming from. Leads to some interesting conversations. He doesn't always realize how what he says comes across until I repeat it back. Then I get, 'That's not what I said!' I let him know that it may not be what he meant, but that is what I heard when his word, tone, and what we were talking about all came together. Strength is still there. My baserock hasn't moved.

He made the comment that he may open an account at the credit union. I told him I thought it was a great idea! That way he didn't need to carry large amounts of cash either! Could move money as he needed too. I think it took him by surprise that I didn't have the same problem he did. But I want to save money. Either for myself, or for a rainy day, or for real emergencies, or for gifts-I don't care. Just knowing it is there. It is mine. It is safe. And I have access if I want it. That is all that is important.

Well, enough for one morning.

Oh, it is Boss's day today. I took initiative. Picked up two cards this weekend-one for my boss and one for the division boss (acting-regular division boss is in training so we get the previous acting back.). Guess I am becoming a secretary after all. I now have Boss's day on my recurring callendar for the next 10 years. Oh, lordy, I will be 63 then!