Boston

Today I drove to Boston from my hotel in Maine. Massachusetts is prettier than Maine, but the traffic in Boston was hair-raising and I parked in the first parking garage I could find even though I had no idea where I was. I bought a map at 7-11 and walked to my destination, the New England Genealogical Library. It is not where I expected it to be. It's in an upscale shopping district, across the street from Victoria's Secret. The genealogists were not as friendly as the librarian at the Maine State Library. I did find some information that I was looking for. But then I went to the restroom and washed my hands and I think I left my rings on the bathroom counter. Stupid! How forgetful does someone have to be to leave her rings on the bathroom counter after taking them off one minute before? I had even hesitated to take them off, and then I told myself, "self, don't forget to put your rings back on." I think I got distracted because I had to turn my back to throw the paper towels away. I don't know. It seems unlucky, but I guess I could look at it as lucky because the rings were not irreplaceable. A couple of them were somewhat valuable, but the one I'm most disappointed about losing is my Mount Saint Helens ring that Mike gave me, but that was only $40 and we are moving to the Pacific Northwest so he can easily buy me another one. I will call the library on Monday or Tuesday and see if they found them.