Two California transplants, one Wheaten Terrier and their sort-of new life in London

Thursday, 28 July 2011

How Do You Replace the Irreplaceable?

I started looking at new wedding and engagement rings. I use the term "engagement ring" lightly since Dave and I are obviously not getting engaged (...as we're married in case you hadn't figured that out), so to me it's a sort of engagement ring for an engagement that happened almost 10 (!) years ago. Actually, I have been looking at rings for some time now, but am finally getting serious about it since we are going home in September, and it could be that price-wise (yeah! Pound at 1.64. Go down, go down, go down...) it's smarter to buy something paying dollars and not pounds. So I am trying to narrow down my choices and decide what I like and what I want, coupled with what I had and what I am used to.

I don't want what I had, I know that. First of all, my engagement ring had way too much personal meaning and value that can never, ever be recaptured. It truly was irreplaceable. Second of all, I don't want to look down and see the same rings and think

"hey, my rings. Wait a minute. Those aren't my real rings. Some @%$#^&$ has my real rings.       These are my rings that aren't the rings I got when I got engaged and married but they look the same and are the same, but they were replaced because some *&%#%^& decided to break into our house and rob us."

I know, long train of thought. It takes me a while to process things in my head. But the conclusion I ultimately come to is that I don't want the exact same rings I had before because they would be imitators. So the question is what do I want? I was so used to wearing certain rings for (again, almost) 9 and 10 years that putting something different on is like all of a sudden wearing your shoes on the wrong feet. I fear I lose my rings about three times a day as I was so used to wearing them and now don't. I'll reach into my pocket, pull my hand out, feel I don't have my rings on and panic, thinking they fell on the ground. Or I'll leave the house, realize my finger is naked and start to turn around to go back in to get them. Old habits die hard!

Of course I feel fortunate that I can replace my rings, and hopefully soon will be wearing something on my hand showing that I'm not single. Although...that is pretty nice. I mean free drinks, pick up lines, making people wonder if Dave and I are having an affair as he's out with his ring, and I am ring free. Fun times! But I am having such a hard time deciding what I want as I hoped to never be in this situation, at least the way it happened. Especially regarding my engagement ring. If only I could have that back, I would gladly let the ^$#%*(^(($@ keep the other stuff. But, alas, that's impossible. So the search continues. I am trying to replace something that can't be replaced, something with such huge sentimental value, with something new and shiny and sparkly that will, at least in the beginning (and only the beginning I hope) be a reminder of exactly why I am wearing a new ring, and not my old, original ones that I was so happy to be wearing. Because some &&^$^$^%$@! wearing nasty perfume robbed us.

And thus ends the venting.

Edited to add: I am also terrible at making decisions. So I have that going for me too. 

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