I was getting ready for bed one night last week and when I went to take my earrings off I only had one of them on. Well, rats. I love these earrings. My daughter gave them to me long ago and I wear them almost every day. They remind me of her but also they are a great weight in my ears and they have long wires so generally they stay put in my ears. They came from James Avery so they are beautifully made.
I love those earrings. I had to replace the wires this past year because one of them broke. When I checked the other one it had worn almost as thin. Fortunately, I didn't lose the flower when the wire broke. But now I had lost one.
Everyone was already in bed so I didn't feel like I could turn on all the lights to look for my earring but I searched high and low the next morning. I couldn't find it anywhere. Where did I have it last? Well, I don't know. I hadn't thought about it since I put it on that morning. Where was I that day? All over the place. I checked around my chair in the living room. Under the chair in the bathroom. In the dirty clothes basket. Under my desk. Out in the studio. No earring.
I took this opportunity to look at my other earrings. I have lots of earrings. Some bought by me, many given me as gifts and a couple of pairs that were my mother's. I have been interviewing them ever since. I've discovered I have quite a few pairs of earrings that I will never wear again because they are just too heavy. Others feel wonderful in my ears. I was forced into this process but I have enjoyed it.
It took a few days but my lost earring finally reappeared. My husband found the wandering earring in Sadie's bed. Unfortunately, Sadie isn't talking. I don't know where she found it. I'm just glad it's now back in my ear!