ION, I dug out the far corner of the living room, found mostly stuff that can be easily tossed out and a few things to eBay. What's interesting about that corner is, about seven years ago I was working back there, and my wedding ring (which was not the ring I wore at the wedding, which, ahem, obviously shrunk in the wash because it was eventually too small for my finger) slid off my finger and fell behind the couch. It would have been a major production to move everything, so I began my process of finding cool Celtic interlace rings to wear.
As I cleared things out, I had the ring in mind, and eventually, I found the floor, and like Bilbo in the Mines of Moria, my hand fell upon a ring. It's a little snug, now, but maybe it's learned its lesson and will stay put now.