I have lost my cell phone. This morning I had it. It shrieked it's wake up call at me around 7:3o am. After a few minutes of thinking "What the heck is my phone doing that for on my day off?" I remembered my meeting in Toon town. I got up, carried my phone with me about the house and got ready for work.
Fast forward a half an hour when I go to look for my phone in the van on the way up to Toon. It's not in my purse. It's not anywhere. I check every pocket but it's not there. I panic.
I have no idea how to function without my cell phone. I don't even know my boyfriend's phone number. I can't call my sisters at work to make them check on the dogs at lunch. I can't call anyone or text anyone. I sat for the remainder of the trip like a junky looking for a fix. I can't tell you how many times I searched my purse in 3 hours.
Once I got home, I searched for it. It is fully charged and turned on. I called it. Nothing. I went through my car and called it. Nothing. I called work and asked them to listen for it. Nothing.
Somewhere between my house and goodness knows where I have lost my life line. And I think I might throw up.