A few weeks ago, I was cleaning up like a madwoman for a showing of the house since they called like 20 minutes before they wanted to look at the place. Argh. Anyway, in my rush, my phone was baptized in the toilet. Nice. I was able to get it working again since I took it apart and gave it a sun bath for a while. It works. It's almost time for my upgrade anyway, so not too heartbroken.
But tonight I got really upset with myself. Brent needed his work shirt washed, so I decided I would do a load of cold wash. I go ahead and put in what I was wearing and started it up. I then took a shower and did my nightly ritual of writing in my journal and reading my devotional. Brent takes Audrey back to give her a bath after I had cut my nails and I sit for a second, then I realize....
my iPod touch was in the back pocket of my jeans.
Oh *beep*
I had put it there to keep Audrey's hands off it, because she usually hides it after she plays with it for a while. I can't believe I did it. Then Brent makes me feel like an idiot for doing that too. It's not like I did it on purpose. I use that thing all the time! More than my laptop. If there was an app for my blog, I would probably blog more. Ugh.
I've got it in a Thirsty Bag my dad got. I hope it can be used more than once, since it's my dad's. I hope it brings it back to life. If it doesn't, I will try to look at it as "oh well, it's only an object". But I am already realizing how much I've depended on that thing. Poopie.
My sweet in-laws are who got it for me too, so it makes me feel so ungrateful to not treat it better. I've only had it a year :(
Probably doesn't help that I haven't been sleeping well, due to excitement. Tuesday morning I woke up at 2 and couldn't go back to sleep and Wednesday morning I woke up at 4:30. At least I slept well last night.
At least I can finish the evening with an all-new episode of The Mentalist! :)
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