Tuesday, June 2, 2009

the incredible, amazing, magical transporting cell phone

so today . . . i lost my phone.

first of all, this is not the first time this has happened, but at least this time, i was pretty sure it was somewhere in the house. i knew i had brought it home with me. i remembered taking it upstairs when i went to fold the laundry. but when i settled down on the couch to go to facebook and, well, farm, i couldn't find it.

i wish i could say it was no big deal, but it WAS! without my electronics i shrivel up into a blob on the floor. it is insured, but i am hoping that nothing happens to it until the day the new palm phone comes out--then i will be HOPING i lose it, and HOPING sprint will replace it with one of the new models :) but that day is not today . . .

today, rollie is gone. on tuesday nights he goes and plays basketball with guys who know what they are doing. diandra is out too, as she usually is. and i can't find my phone.

that's why it is a problem. what if one of them needs to tell me something? what if there is an accident? what if i have an emergency? I NEED MY PHONE!!!

i have looked everywhere. i've been all over the bedroom, in the laundry that i didn't fold, the kitchen, even the bathroom. i've checked under the couch cushions, in my pockets, under the dog blanket. and then i looked everywhere again. and just in case i missed it, i looked one more time. they say that is the definition of insanity--doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result . . . i'm not arguing, but it HAD to be somewhere!

i thought about calling it so that i could locate it by listening to the ringer, but i didn't have my phone. i was going to text diandra so she could call me, but again, no phone . . . i was just about to plug in the house phone and use that, when my eyes fell to my handbag.

it couldn't be in my bag. i remembered taking the phone upstairs with me when i went to fold laundry. it couldn't be in my bag. it couldn't! i knew it wasn't there. but i had just spent quite a while looking in places where i knew it wasn't (after i'd looked there the first time) so before i plugged in the house phone to call, i thought, "just look in the handbag." so i did.

and, of course, that's where it was . . .

i still can't explain how it got there. as i said, i KNOW took it upstairs with me . . .

2 comments:

Jewelielyn said...

AAAGGGHHHHH! i just got to school, and NOW my phone is NOT in my bag!!! if only it would use it's special powers for good (by transporting itself here) and not for evil (by hiding from me.) it's probably at home right now, laughing at me, ready for a day of rest and relaxation . . .

mom said...

Funny, funny, funny..Happens to everyone..so frustrating when you know you know but then it turns out, you don't know. And all that time you could have been farming!!!!!