And then there was one....

Within one week I have lost/broken two earrings.  Both times were discovered in that moment of quick reflection, "Oh Dear LORD!!!! I just sat in front of that person for the last hour with one DANGLY earring and one NAKED ear! Why didn't they say something?" I would've said something.  I mean, it's important.  This is an observation you should clearly share with someone who knows well enough that the David Bowie style long ago met its demise.  ---Unless, of course, that person is also wearing a banana clip, a braided in feather and a firenza v-neck sweater backwards...then by all means practice some self-restraint.  After all, where would you begin?  The single earring would NOT be priority in this conversation.

Mmmmmkay, back to me!  

Sometimes I wonder if I'm particularly harder on jewelry than others.  For instance, my white gold wedding band needs buffed/re-coated at twice the rate of Sweet Sarah's.  And I have an entire drawer full of single earring survivors who's partner jumped ship, broken chains that practice sailor's knots in the darkness of the armoire, and collected beads from bracelets that made their percussive debut on some poor soul's dinner table as an uninvited guest.   [I know, I know....if I were a true crafter I'd be on Pinterest inventing some cute bling to cha-ching badda-bing sellin' it on ebay somethin' somethin'. ]

Whaddya say readers?  Do you have drawers of single earrings?  

Does this belong in the lost sock category or is jewelry widow-maker something that stands on its own?