I dropped it on the blanket on the couch this morning just before/after my breakfast. At some point shortly thereafter, said blanket was gathered up (with my phone in the folds) and taken into my roommate's room. I never go into her room, not cause I'm not allowed or she doesn't like me... it's just that the animals aren't allowed in there, and they (particularly Daive) has a hard time getting the idea that she isn't allowed to be somewhere if I'm there.
Anyway, I had nearly disassembled the entire apartment, and just on a whim, went in to check what was on the top layer of the extra mattress (since Pamela spent the night last night) and sure enough...when I shook out the blanket, out came my phone - with 13 missed calls - 10 of which were from me, and one from Pamela and Natalie trying to see if it was ringing among their belongings.
Bah. I'm frustrated with myself.
2 comments:
Been there.. done that.. too many times to remember. And it always happens when I am trying to rush somewhere. Can't find the cell phone or the keys. So I know exactly what you mean when you say you feel like your arm has been amputated. Hope things continue to get better for you. Miss ya. Love ya.!
If I go anywhere without my cell phone(s) (yes I have two, one for work, one personal) then I feel TOTALLY naked. It's that same feeling you get in that dream where you walk into a room full of your friends and realize you don't have any clothes on. Yup, that's the feeling...=) glad you found it!
-Bethany
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