I threw my watch away about a month ago. It was an accident. It got tossed out in in the pocket of a set of scrubs I wore for a crazy surgical case. Do you know how hard it is to live without a watch!? Freaking. Impossible.
And this wasn't just some random watch. This watch was the first gift my fiance ever gave me. Mucho sentimental value.
Picture Valentine's day five years back. We were a couple months into an 1800 mile long distance relationship...we didn't even know each others sense of style yet. He knew I needed a watch and so he picked out the "prettiest" watch he could find. It was a Guess watch with a heart shaped face surrounded with rhinestones and heartlinks throughout. Probably the most hideous watch I've ever seen. He didn't know my repulsion to "heart" shaped things. Especially sparkly rhinestone encrusted heart shaped things.
Well. I was touched none the less. But, I still told him that hearts really aren't my favorite. Apparently, he even emailed a picture of the watch to my little sister to see if I would like it and she was very enthusiastic that I would LOVE it. When I approached her about it (more specifically, why the hell she would say that) she said she felt bad telling him I wouldn't like it.
So he got me a different watch. It was still super fancy compared to what I would have picked out for myself. This Guess watch had a mother of pearl face that was surrounded by glittering Swaroski crystals. Super girlie. But no hearts....thank God. It took a while to get used to the "bling" but I ended up loving that watch. I never took it off. Ever. For 5 years it was a part of my wrist.
And I threw it away. I suck.