We’re sending my engagement ring back to be fitted with my wedding band/to have the birthstones on the inside of the band fixed [it is supposed to have Collin’s birthstone (peridot) and my birthstone (emerald), but they gave us a peridot and an amethyst instead. Which, coincidentally, are my dead parents’ birthstones. Which is creepy. And then the peridot fell out. So right now I just have an amethyst inside my engagement band. Weird.]
Our jeweler was ready for me to send in the ring over a week ago, but I refused to part with it until after Halloween. I didn’t want to deal with avoiding kissy-faced strangers at the gigantic Halloween party we’re going to without the easy way out of flashing a ring. I realize now that I’ve avoided kissing randoms at this party for two years running without a ring, so I don’t know what seemed so offensive about being without it this year. I guess the ring has made me soft.
Fortunately, I’m weaning myself from my ring before we send it away on Monday. I’ve been doing manual labor all week to assist in the construction of this gigantic Halloween party (I will have to write an entire post about this party and its wedding-planning lessons), spending my days with my ring tucked into the key pocket of paint-covered jeans. I got used to it not being on my finger surprisingly quickly. But I have to admit at the end of every day, slipping my ring back on gave me a rush of warm, happy, feelings.
I haven’t decided if I’ll wear an engagement ring pro tem. I would like to, but I don’t really have a contender. I am allergic to inexpensive metals, and the only nice rings I have are heirlooms that don’t quite fit or are too delicate for me to feel comfortable wearing all day.
Anyone else have to send away her ring for a time? Was it hard to part with it? How did you deal?