...and OH finds it. I'm still in shock! I looked down at my engagement ring earlier and got the most horrible fright when I saw it was empty - I now understand the meaning of the phrase 'my heart was in my mouth'. I'd had a shower, done washing up, done laundry, it could have gone down the sink, in the rubbish... I basically sat down on the floor and asked OH if there was any chance this was a horrible dream and I might get to wake up soon. I was about to have a full-on panic. The ring is covered by my home contents insurance though we've had to claim twice in the last four years (collapsed ceiling and OH having his bag stolen) and I'm not sure what would happen if we made a third claim in such a short space of time. And the jeweller (who is also OH's best man) said he was sure they would have managed to sort something out if we hadn't found it. But it wouldn't have been the same as it wouldn't have been MY diamond - I'm sentimental like that.
OH was unbelievably calm given the circumstances and, against all the odds, he found it all of five minutes later on our bathroom floor. I couldn't believe it... OH was pretty shocked it could happen as my ring has what's meant to be one of the most secure settings but a bit of a Google has told me it is more common than you might think. So the ring is being sent off to be re-set and everything, and now my hand feels really empty and weird. I have a placeholder ring from when we were engaged but we recently moved and I haven't found/unpacked it yet. I keep feeling for my ring and then remembering where it's gone.
Wasn't sure whether to share (don't want to make anyone else worry about the same thing happening) but I just cannot believe it wasn't lost and gone forever.
