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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;ToughCOINS, post: 3105474, member: 20480&quot;]About a decade back, while preparing a grading submission at my desk, I inserted a very expensive coin into a flip when my wife suddenly began calling me frantically.&nbsp; I thought she was injured, so I dropped everything I was doing and ran to help.&nbsp; If memory serves me well, we had a water leak in the laundry room . . . certainly not an injury, but still an urgent matter.</p><p><br /></p><p>I tended to the issue, cleaned up the floor, put away my tools, washed up a bit, and then and went back to my coin business.</p><p><br /></p><p>When I returned to finish preparing the submission, the coin wasn&#039;t there.&nbsp; It wasn&#039;t on the desk and I didn&#039;t see it on the floor. Had I carried it elsewhere with me when I left my desk?&nbsp; </p><p><br /></p><p>Suddenly I was sweating bullets . . . this was one of the most expensive coins I&#039;d ever bought, and I&#039;d lost track of it.&nbsp; I could rest easy knowing it would eventually turn up, if only I knew it wasn&#039;t going to be scratched, bent, ground underfoot or end up in the landfill.&nbsp; Trouble was, I couldn&#039;t know any of those things wouldn&#039;t happen.&nbsp; One crisis ended and another begun!</p><p><br /></p><p>I retraced all of my footsteps from the time my wife beckoned me, all of the way through the end of the repair, stopping and meticulously searching everywhere I&#039;d been before . . . beside and behind the washer, in the basement, in the tool chest, in in the laundry basket, in the bathroom . . . yes, even in the trash.&nbsp; I became increasingly stressed as I eliminated my coin&#039;s potential hiding places.&nbsp; </p><p><br /></p><p>After exhausting every place I&#039;d been I searched a second time . . . by then my wife thought I&#039;d lost it.&nbsp; After more than an hour of intense searching, she convinced me to take a break and cool off.&nbsp; I don&#039;t recall how I cooled off, but I did . . . must&#039;ve gone out and done some yard work.</p><p><br /></p><p>Later on I returned to my desk, spun my chair around to sit on it, and the flip (and coin) flung out from under the seat.&nbsp; It had been resting on the curved L-shaped steel back support that disappears beneath the seat, out of sight, and well-protected.</p><p><br /></p><p>Stress - relieved![/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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