Ring-Naked

I generally don’t take off my wedding and anniversary rings, but I need to prepare chicken wings and then I have landscaping ahead of me, digging up rocks, so I am going to be ring-naked for a couple of days.

I hate being ring-naked. These rings are on me almost every day and night (except for that one morning I woke up and they were in the bed; I pray that I was having some sleep-walking divorce dream). I had to boil them recently because raw pie crust had embedded deep in the setting.

On the rare occasions the rings come off I stroke the spots where the rings usually are. It feels so odd, and so youthful and slim. Strangely, they also feel like the muscles under the ring have atrophied.

So my ring fingers feel either 1) untouched by marriage or 2) deformed, like with foot-binding. Either way it isn’t pleasant.


2 responses to “Ring-Naked”

  1. Ditto. It feels weird.
    But also, in defiance of the IMDB “goofs” section of “A Nun’s Story” which asserts that it is a goof for her hand to not have ring-marks on it after she’s worn a wedding ring for that many years, I’ve been wearing my rings for, uh, quite a while (and I only take them off to brush my hair and to shower – the rings are extremely durable, but my hair has magic snagging powers – so it’s not like I’m a light-use part-time wedding ring wearer), and: no visible marks of any kind.
    But the finger does feel very weird without the ring. Psychological marks, I guess?

  2. KC – my fingers have grown since my youth, and there are even days I retain enough water at night that there is quite a gouge.

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