- 6 years ago
I apologise as I have been awol for months i know, we are expecting our baby pigeon-noises as you may remember from my many pictures of positive preg tests lol and I convinced myself that I would jinx the pregnancy if I continued to post about it until we got the all clear. It’s been tortuous just being a lurker!!
Well bugger it – the thing that has made me come out of the woodwork and post is….JEWELLERY!! New rings to be expact, hee hee!
I am a serious jewellery addict, but I actually don’t own or wear much. Mine and Mr D’s path to getting an engagement, left hand ring, was perilous to say the least! He originally bought me a beautiful second-hand diamond ring as a commitment ring before we officially got engaged, but we never got it properly sized as I didnt want to be parted wth it. So i wore sellotape wrapped round it, then some bubble wrap, then some sticky foamy stuff put on the inside of the band until finally buying a small silver band to wear in front of it to keep the ring on my finger. When it came to getting engaged we looked at purchasing a proper wedding band to go with this commitment ring but the awkward design meant that we would have had to get one custom made and that wasnt an option for us at the time.
So when we got engaged Mr D bought me another ring, a lovely little antique diamond ring that wasn’t completely to my taste but what he felt was a ‘proper engagement ring’. Well that whole experience was rife with problems – again it was too large, we had it resized twice and by the third time we needed it sized (the workshop obvioulsy used a different sizing ring to their in store jewellers as it just kept coming back the wrong effing size!) he were advised the gold was so thin at the bottom of the ring that we would not be able to size it again, and actually I probably shouldnt wear it anymore, and would I like a free box to keep it in? WTF? They literally told me my ring would break if I continued to break it. As we were in the store anyways after having it sized I decided to look at it properly under their light and loupe, and saw that they had actually cracked the shank on the side during the re-sizing, one of the prongs had been bent out of shape, and the diamond had a chip on it which was probably there all along but now it really bothered me. So we ended up selling the ring to a different jeweller and just getting bands.
To be honest buy this point I’d almost given up with the thought of an engagement ring! But I tried one more. Mr D and I came across an old family run jewellers who seemed genuine and would do custom work that wouldn’t break the bank. And it was a NIGHTMARE.
The man who helped us was intimidating, grumpy, gruff, stubborn and lost his temper several times. He never drew any designs, never showed me any ideas of what he was going to do, wouldnt accept my hand-drawn designs for what I wanted, and refused to size the ring to what I knew my finger to be as he believed that enagement rings shouldnt be ablt to come off without a lot of effort. (!!) Three ays after leaving our diamond with him he called us and said he was done. A bit confused, I went to pick it up myself as Mr D was at work. How could he have finsihed so quickly, didnt he have to order in the metal, cast it, work with it etc?? Well I got there and saw the ring and my heart sank. He admitted he had just set the ring into an existing shank he had in store (NOT what i wanted). He refused to size it any bigger and told me to come back with my husband and he would talk to the ‘man’ about my decision. At this point I was so bloody upset and confused I started to get flustered and embarrassed, and told him the setting really wasnt what I had wanted, what I had expalined to him. He told me it was too late as our stone was already set. And that becuase of that he expected payment. I stupidly went to the cashpoint, withdrew the money and paid him. Yes, I am a weak, gullible, idiot. When Mr D came home later that day I had cried etc and decided that the poor guy had tried his best to make me happy with a ring and it wasnt his fault the jeweller had effed up, so I pretended it was fine. He looked at it and said it wasnt what he expected from what he had talked about and I agreed but said we should probably trust the jewller and he had probably done what he thought was best. I have never felt so ungrateful, yet so disappointed at the same time. Suffise to ssay I managed probably a month before cracking and telling Mr D how much I hated it and how it was all wrong and that I was so incredibly sorry that I was so ungrateful and had ended up with soemthing I didnt even like. He didnt freak out, and we agreed to write it off as a loss, never return to the jeweller, and to just wear bands instead. In hindesight I kick myself all the time when I read posts where Bees tell their jewller what bits are wrong, or won’t pay until it’s right. Why the hell i didnt just grow a back bone god only knows!
We got our original diamond cut out of the awkward setting and sold the metal for scrap to pput towards to purchase of our bands, and I set about getting the perfect chunky wedding bands that we decided on. I figured if I wasnt going to have two rings on one finger I would make up for it by getting a super thick wedding band 🙂 We’ve had our bands for almost three years now (as we wore them before we got married in place of engagement rings etc) and our little diamond has sat in a small plastic baggy on our bookshelf which feels criminal lol!
So anyways, I’m off work at the moment with pregnancy related SPD and I am bored out of my brain….so I set myself a new project, finally getting our original diamond re-set. I figured I’d waited long enough to have a little sparkle on my finger, and with our little one due in August (god willing – see im still scared of jinxing things!) I figued it could sort of coincide with what I’ve read about on forums called a ‘push present’ or something? I don’t know, basically I’m just justifying the fact that I love jewellery and want to wear our little diamond! I hunted and hunted and hunted for the perfect jeweller, that would work within our limted budget (as there is no way in hell we should be spending money like this when we have our little one on the way!) and on thursday we had our consultation with our decided jeweller, agreed to what we wanted, paid the deposit, and left our stone with her. EXCITEMENT! I sent her every picture of the sort of setting I wanted, described in absolute detail exactly how I wanted them to look (i’m getting a matching band so fnally I will have a proper set) and I’ve sent her two follow up emails confirming things as I refuse to get it wrong yet again.
Now the hideous wait….I am the most impatient person ever, and this is worse becuase I don’t have work to occupy myself with at the moment, so I keep going over and over, in my head, did I tell her every single detail, when wil it be ready etc tec. She reckoned 3 weeks initially on pur phone consultation but after talking in store she estimated 4 weeks, that was two days ago lol which means i’ve still got ages to wait – gaaaah! I feel like a child counting down til christmas ha ha, a very lucky, spoilt child.
So did any other Bee’s have to wait for their jewellery? How long did custom work take? How did you contain your excitement? How did you stop worrying that you hadnt given enough neurotic detail etc? How did you pass the damn time lol?!