Accessorize appropriately

My wedding ring is just another accessory.

Yes. You read that right. An accessory. Like my clothes, socks, shoes, and car. it’s just another peek into the type of person I am. Accessorizing for the occasion. Let me explain.

I used to think that I had to receive an engagement ring before I’d marry someone. It had to have a stone that stuck out far enough to leave a mark if I decided to punch someone in the face. Our wedding bands had to match it perfectly. In order to let everyone know that I’m happily married, it had to blind people when they looked at it. I envisioned it the way the world told me it should be.

What a surprise I was in for. No ring was involved when we decided to tie the knot. There was no need. Instead of him going alone, we went together to shop for them. Neither one of us wanted him to come home with one I didn’t want. The hubs spotted it first and pointed it out to me. I took one look at it and fell in love. With the ring. I was already in love with the guy. Bastard swept me off my feet and refuses to put me down!

My ring is a simple thin band with a small diamond set in it. It’s only one ring but it is almost a combination of an engagement ring and wedding band. Until that moment, I didn’t really realize what I truly wanted.

You see, I can’t stand rings with parts sticking out too much. With the way I am, it would snag on my clothes, get caught in my hair, or scratch my face. I’m also quite rough with my hands and don’t need to worry about accidentally slamming it down on a hard surface and knocking the stone out. Plus, I don’t need two rings to worry about losing. Believe me, I’m surprised I haven’t lost my ring yet.

I’ve been known to be quite frugal when it came to making purchases for myself. If I could get something nice at a low price, you bet I’d go for it. I don’t want a ring that cost more than my car. So it’s no surprise that my ring was paid off quickly and without tears. Not that others shouldn’t get them. If it fits their taste and lifestyle, then by all means, they should get what they want. I’m just cheap and easy.

And with it, taken.

With the fear of breaking or losing my ring came an idea. Maybe I could get a “stand-in” ring to wear instead and then I can lock the original one up in a safe and only use it for special occasions. After thinking about it, I put the thought away. Because. What would people think of me? They’d think I was insane for not wearing my ring. Or maybe they’d assume that I’m not as into my marriage as I make it seem. But I am. Maybe even more than anyone knows because I can’t find the words to describe how I feel.

I don’t wear my ring to prove to the hubs that I love him and I’m his forever. I’ve got other ways of letting him know. If you know what I mean. Wink. Wink!

After finding out that I’m not the only one with the substitute ring idea, I decided to find out what the hubs thought. He didn’t seem to mind and said that I should lock the original ring up in the safe when I get another one. Oh how awesome it is when our brains are on the same wavelength.

I’ve already got a stand-in. The pictures up there show the ring I’m currently wearing. Guess what? It’s a ring I’ve had for years and used to wear on my right hand. I found it while going through my jewelry looking for a necklace to wear. I’m pretty sure it cost me less than twenty dollars. Yup. My stand-in wedding ring is the same price as a dvd or hardcover book. Now I’m thinking, as long as I keep it cheap, maybe I can get more.

One for every day of the week. Or month!

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Blogging directly from the Mama Stony's Mental Institute. I have a husband, two young daughters, and two cats. The five of them combined is like a typhoon that wreaks havoc on my nerves. For some, that's all that is needed in order to understand why I've almost completely lost my mind. For the rest, here's a slightly lengthier explanation: I strive for organization, while my little family is pure chaos. Just trying to keep up with the housework they produce is overwhelming and intense for me. It's a daily battle with myself to keep my anxiety from shooting through the roof and exploding all over the place. Some days are easier, but most are not. Even though I'd like to, I avoid putting on make-up, spending more than 10 minutes on my hair, ironing, and accessorizing because it takes too much time and I could be using that time being productive elsewhere. Despite everything I do, at the end of each day I usually feel like I could have done more. I'm a workaholic without a job. I'm a story-teller without an audience. I hate being alone, but spend most of my days without much adult interaction. I'm artistically driven but not very creative. I want to do more but already have too much to do. And yes. I do frequently burst into song and dance.

One thought on “Accessorize appropriately”

  1. That one sfancy. I can’t wait to see what other rings you’ll display for us once you’re done hunting for them. LIKE A SCAVENGER.


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