Sunday morning, I was doing some cooking. I take my rings off to cook – I always have – so they’re not getting junked up. I always put them on top of vitamin bottle.
As I was moving stuff around the counter, I heard the distinctive plink of the rings falling. My wedding rind was on the counter, but my engagement ring? Gone. After a little poking around I realized it slipped between the side of the cabinet and the wall.
The space is – literally – just big enough for my ring to slip down. After some panicking and no idea how to get it out, I called my Dad.
Two hours later, this is what my kitchen looked like.
Yes, we had to take out the oven and the cabinets to get my ring back. (For the record, there was a lot of stuff in the gap, most of which wasn’t ours, including pay stubs from several owners ago.)
He then plugged up the gap with a paint stirrers and a whole lot of caulk. There’s no prayer of anything ever falling down there again. And it only took him about an hour to un-do and re-do everything.
Thank goodness he’s handy.
3 comments:
That would have freaked me out! Thank goodness it all worked out and you have a handy dad!
That would have freaked me out! Thank goodness it all worked out and you have a handy dad!
Thank goodness you thought to look in there! Next time, put them in the vitamin bottle :)
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