Lost and Found

Back in about July/August last year, I lost my watch. I’d got no idea where I’d left it, no clues where it might be. We’d looked everywhere in the house that I could think of, in the car, even tried some of the places I’d been in that time period, all with no luck.

While it’s nothing super-special, it was a watch I’d liked, a Seiko Kinetic thing. It had cost me a decent amount of money (around £175-£200 at the time, less than a days wages) and was basically a memento to myself of completing one of my first big contracts in Manchester. I’d earned that watch.

Since then, while I’ve still used my other watch (A Skagen thing of beauty) I’ve kind of got used to not wearing one, and instead using my phone’s clock, or the one on whichever computer I’m using at the time.

Last night, while moving the sofa (because the new one’s being delivered today) we took all the cushions off the damn thing. And there, in a section where no-one ever sits, right in the join of back and base, was my watch.

It’s back on now. In that six months or so of being down the sofa, it hadn’t lost any time, hadn’t lost the date, and still worked fine.

Now I just need to get re-used to the weight on my wrist. But that’ll be worth it too. While I could live with no longer having the watch, I’m much happier to have it back.