Lost — but Maybe Found?
Is what I think I lost, really lost, or is something else about to be found?
Awakening to a Truth
I keep waking up earlier than I’d planned, lately, but make a conscious decision to get up, and stay up, instead of the roll-over and hope that I fall back out. It’s like I sense there’s something that I need to pay attention to, something I need to be awake to become consciously aware of, and don’t want to sleep through it.
This time, I quickly knew just what that was. It’s my phone. I’ve been telling myself that I left it in my office on my way out yesterday, but deep inside, I think I know what happened.
The Missing Phone
I had it with me as I was leaving the office, I got to my car in the parking lot, I must have set it on the roof while I put my backpack in the car, took off my suit jacket and hung it in the back, got in, started the car, realized I didn’t have my phone, looked all over for it while pulling out onto Independence Avenue, checked with my work phone, tried calling it, and my car’s hands-free picked up the call, tried texting to it, and my apple watch picked up the text, so I figured it’s in here somewhere.
Later, on my way down the road, trying both of those things again, nothing. Neither the car’s hands-free blue tooth link was picking it up, nor my watch. The phone was still nowhere to be found in the car.
I was thinking those other things worked at first because I was still close enough to my office that the car’s signal was picking it up, and my apple watch was still linked to it…but, upon this 3 a.m. awakening, the truth was staring me right in the groggy face — the truth of that phone on the roof, then likely flying off it as I made my way down Independence Avenue. That’s gotta be it.
Too Much, Too Many
Oh, brother, another lost phone — another product of me trying to do too much, too many different things, all at once, something was bound to get lost, and it did — a month ago, it was my kindle, and now, my phone. I go through phones and kindles like water, sometimes. I just replaced my last phone with this one, two months ago, when my last one died a death of some chronic issue that particular phone model was having — now, I’ve probably lost my new one.
We start vacation today — flying out of the burgeoning cold snap descending upon the Mid-Atlantic region, down to our warm and happy place south, Disney World. The last thing I want to be doing the first thing we get there, is going to the phone store to get a replacement phone.
Decision
I was going to drive back up to work yesterday (at least an hour’s drive, each way), after the heating guy came and went (I was going home early to be there for the 1:00-to-6:00 window of when he was coming), to retrieve it from my office, where I thought I left it. Kathy convinced me to just wait until this morning, we could swing by on our way to the airport, when it’s just a few minutes out of our way, instead of hours.
As it turned out, that heating guy didn’t even arrive until after 4. I could’ve stopped as soon as I realized I didn’t have it in the car, and either found it on the roof, or gone back into my office to get it, then, and wouldn’t have missed the appointment at home…but, I wanted to be there by 1, just in case he showed up early.
A Needed Vacation
I think I really need this vacation! This is crazy. Perhaps, I won’t even go to the phone store for a replacement until we get back. Maybe I need a vacation from all of that — maybe I don’t need to be connected to all of that. Maybe, I just need to relax, read a few books (real books), that I just happen to have a few of that I’ve recently picked up, not on my kindle (which I was using on my phone since I lost my actual kindle) — either way, it’ll all be okay, it’ll be just fine.
But, of course, I do still have to go back into that office, just to be sure…but, as I sit here at what is now 4:20 a.m., I think I know the truth — that sucker flew off the roof of my car on Independence Avenue, another car ran over it, and it is gone — and, maybe that is just okay.
I just breathed a deep sigh of relief — yeah, it’s my first day of vacation, and yeah, I really need this one!
