I was tackling the drawers of a small chest, full of goodness knows what, the stuff and junk of ages, when I found some pearl and diamond earrings dh gave me many years ago. I had been tormenting myself for a few years with the idea that they had been lost through my own stupid carelessness. I thought I even knew exactly how.
But lo, there they were - in a little box, but not the fancier one they’d come in. What sort of memory lapse I must have had, to have forgotten where I’d put them, goodness only knows!
Evidently I need to do clear-outs more often!
He’d never asked why I wasn’t wearing them, but then he’s never been a great ‘noticer’. And for some time I haven’t worn any earrings at all, having lost one of my ‘everyday’ pearl studs, and not bothered, so piercings closed up.
I shall now get them pierced again!
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