Oh Where, Oh Where, Has That Little Phone Gone?
Okay people, I’ve lost my cell phone and I’m in a state of panic.
As most of you already know, I have an unnatural attachment to my phone. Can you blame me? It’s not your every day ordinary cell phone. It’s a Palm Treo Smartphone that DH gave me for Christmas. It’s the phone that introduced me to blogging (more about that another time). It’s my internet away from home when my laptop can’t make the trip. It’s my security blanket. Okay, maybe I’m being a little dramatic there.
In any case, it’s gone.
I’ve tried to retrace my steps but so far it hasn’t helped. I do know I had it for sure last weekend when I was in San Diego because I used it as an alarm. I’m pretty sure I had it when I was sitting in the terminal in Maui the next day. I thought I took it out of my flight bag on the drive home in case DH called. The rest is a blur.
Well, I’m off the tear the house apart. I’m leaving no toy unturned. Wish me luck!
How long would you last without your cell phone?
|About the author:
Kailani is the owner and founder of An Island Life. You'll find her sharing her daily life as a mother to 3 wonderful daughters, working as a flight attendant, and living a blessed life in Hawaii.