A couple of months ago, my husband and I had a date night planned. He came home, and before we left, he washed his hands, so he could hug me, then went to take a shower. (he had hydrolic oil on him because he works in a plastics factory)
Anyway, he got dressed, we talked about which movie we were going to go see, then he realized....his wedding band was missing. He begged me to not be angry with him for losing it, and I wasn't....I actually thought it was funny because he'd just given me a speech on how I shouldn't ever take my rings off because I'd lose them.
He checked the bathroom, thinking he may have taken it off for his shower, but it wasn't there. He checked the counter beside the kitchen sink where he'd washed his hands, it wasn't there either. He started to panic. So, calmly, I told him we could go back to the factory to see if it was still in the bathroom where he thought he'd left it, although both of us knew the chances weren't great. The people there steal almost everything! (not all the people, but quite a few)
He went inside looked around the bathroom, didn't find it. Then he asked the supervisor if someone had turned it in to him, but nope. We thought it was gone.
We went on with our night, had a great time at the movies then went to Burger King. (It wasn't fancy, but it's what we did on our first date, so it was, in a way, very romantic) Then we went home.
Still bothered by losing his wedding ring, he went into the kitchen to take his sleep aid. (he has sleep apnea) There it was, on the shelf above the sink, next to his sleep aid.
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