I’m Starting To Feel Cursed……

This year has been really, really rough – one set back after another, after another. If it wasn’t problems with the house, it was problems with my work. After that; relationship problems, major health issues, and financial issues – okay with that one, I’m sure just about everyone feels cursed.

Then there are the day to day curses – plumbing problems, computer viruses, car problems, and squabbling kids (no my kids are not the naked 2-legged versions – your point is?)

For weeks, I have been working on and off on a killer pair of earrings – 13.6 carats of London Blue Topaz – planning out the design, picking just the right complimentary stones – Black Spinel, and beautiful shades of Blue Tourmaline , finding quiet time to work, meticulously analyzing every turn of my pliers so as not to make a mistake. I scrutinized them under a magnifying glass when they were done, and agonized over getting just the right picture of them.

This morning, I just couldn’t leave well enough alone – I just knew I could manage a better shot of them. In setting up the shot…………. I dropped one on my terrazzo floor. Yes I can hear you groaning, and there is no need for me to repeat the barrage of expletives that followed.

As luck would have it – or the curse – it landed pavilion down, and suffered the very smallest of chips on the very point of the back of the stone. Small that is, only if you’re not an up-tight, over-worked, stressed, anal retentive perfectionist. The chip is not visible from the front – or the back when wearing them – but I still see it and – and yes I’m cursed.

thanks for commiserating with me…..
♥Bobbi

“Reverend Jorgensen: Mr. Monk, if you would be so kind as to reattach it’s head. Here’s some adhesive. Some witchgrass. Some coltsfoot. Ah. Mandrake root. Smidgen more. All I need now is the doll.
Monk: Okay, one second.
Reverend Jorgensen: It doesn’t have to be perfect.
Monk: Almost done.
Reverend Jorgensen: It’s symbolic, really.
Monk: There we go.
Reverend Jorgensen: The forces of darkness are gathering.
Monk: Hold on.
Reverend Jorgensen: It doesn’t have to be perfect!
Monk: Wait a second.
Reverend Jorgensen: It doesn’t have to be perfect.
Monk: One second, almost done.
Reverend Jorgensen: Doesn’t…
Monk: Wait one second.
Natalie: Mr. Monk, please, just let him finish!
Monk: Hold on…
Reverend Jorgensen: She’s suffering, Mr. Monk. It doesn’t have to be… okay, that’s close enough” ~ Mr Monk and the Voodoo Curse


5 Responses

  1. Sorry to hear you have been having such a bad time with things lately but I have to say the earrings are stunning. Small chip or not I am sure anyone would die to have them. The good thing is as you said you cant see the chip when wearing.all the best and may things turn around for you soon.shona

  2. I hope things are better for you this year. I must say those earrings are drop dead killer gorgeous!!Audreyaka AudreyGardenLady

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