Remember the time when my wedding ring flew off and went up underneath our kitchen cabinets behind the baseboard? Yea, that was fun. Well it went on another adventure last week. Only this time it had help.
See last week, I was taking a shower and the kids were hanging around playing. Just as I was getting out of the shower, Ben came in the bathroom. I was drying off when I noticed him near the door to the throne room. I heard a funny metallic clink and saw Ben was playing with the strike plate on the door casing.
“What are you doing, buddy?” I asked.
He turned around, pleased with himself. “It fit. So I put it in da hole!” That’s when I saw he was holding the engagement ring half of my wedding ring set. And I realized what was in the hole. After an admonishment to my son, and rescuing my engagement ring, I went to investigate. The ring had actually been lodged just below the opening in the strike plate. I tried to retrieve it using my seam ripper (handy, pointy) and just pushed it down further into the casing. Yay me.
Matt was kind enough to take on the process of retreiving it for me. He got to remove the trim strip inside the door, as well as some tack-strip after he pulled back the carpet. We found that my ring had fallen down a foot and a half or so and lodged itself on a shim.
It is back safely on my ring finger and will stay there … except for showers and I have found a more secure location to place them. The trim strip is still missing and will likely be for the foreseeable future. Possibly this will push up our get-rid-of-the-nasty-carpet-in-our-bathroom project. Possibly.
Kids say and do the darndest things. Wa wa wa. Glad you have your ring back and yay to Matt!