LOST: Pearl Drop Earring

When I am on my way home from work, I drive barefoot.

Why, you ask?

1st off - I work in HELL aka the valley and it is so bloody hot that my feet beg to be liberated even from a pair of flip-flops (and obviously it is no surprise barefoot is a superior way of life)

2nd off- I like to be productive at stop lights, it's the chronic multi-tasker in me. So if that means taking off my shoes, so that I don't have to do it when I get home... I'm in.

This explanation leads me to a story. Not a very good one.... but a story nonetheless.

Last night: I was in my car, homeward-bound from the concert. (Obvi my shoes had been shed at this point) Well, I thought I might as well take it to the next level, why not de-jewelrify myself while I was ahead. Hell, I just shaved off a whole 35 seconds of my bed-time preparation taking off my socks and boots, which allows me 35 more seconds of sleep. Well gaining a full minute of sleep was a serious goal of mine.

Cut to: 8AM this morning, pulling up to the first stop light on my block and I notice that one of my pearl drop earrings had gone missing.

Now these were the earrings that singlehandedly were the reason why I was written about in the NYT. These are the earrings that I wear every day, the pearl drop ones! I swiftly transitioned into panic mode.

These earrings are my "signature look", my "daily wear" , my "staple"...

Well, I probably should have Titled this post, FOUND: Pearl Drop Earring,

(As I found the earring after a minute of looking) but a LOST title seemed a bit more compelling and who wants to read story when you know what happens in the end.

The End.

(I promise to work on my story telling)