This morning didn't get off to a great start. On my way out the door, I realized that I had forgotten my phone in the bedroom. I walk in the bedroom expecting my phone to be hooked into the charger on the nightstand and it wasn't! Instead this is what I saw...

No phone on the other end of the charger...I start panicing. I was rushing to get to work so I only had a little bit of time to search before I had to give up. Under the bed, in the bathroom, on the kitchen table, by the refrigerator...nope nowhere! I didn't want to walk out of the house with no phone but I didn't have much of a choice. I can't believe how naked I felt without my cell phone. Once I got to work, I was so busy that I didn't even have time to think about where my phone could be hiding. Flash forward 8 hours and you have me driving home as quickly as possible so I can search our tiny apartment for my phone. The phone had to be somewhere pretty obvious...there aren't many places to hide in a one bedroom apartment. Once I got in the door, I went to the bedroom and started the search. I started there because that was the last place that I remember seeing it. I took all the bed pillows off the bed...nothing. I pulled the comfort off and notice a buldge under the sheet.

No way!?! How the heck did my phone get in bed...much less in a bed that was fully made! Well once hubby got home, I figured it all out. When the alarm went off this morning (we use our phones as our alarm clocks), I woke up and took the pups for a walk and Jason decided to unplug the phone and hit the snooze button for an extra ten minutes of sleep. When I got back from the walk, he had already made the bed and was in the shower. He left before I got out of the shower and once I realized that I couldn't find my phone, it was too late. Life can be comical sometimes... I'm just thankful that I have a husband that makes the bed EVERY MORNING!