This is just a little short story...a day or two..in the lives of PH and I. For Christmas he recieved a lovely new wallet from my daughter and her husband. One of the best parts of this gift was that it came in a lovely tin box that really appealed to PH. He LOVES containers and saves way too many of them..but I admit they do come in handy. He washes out nice bottles, jars, saves sturdy boxes that certain things from the grocery store come in, that sort of thing. Pretzels from Costco come this huge clear plastic containers with lids and this year all those saved containers came in so handy for all of our Christmas lights. NO more searching for the tree lights..they are right there on the shelf where we can see them. GOOD!
Here is the pretty tin box that his wallet came in. He LOVED it and showed it to me, talking about all the things he might save in it. Even offered it to me if I wanted it. I declined. :) Not "something I could use" I told him. He was pleased and went off to fill it with little things at his desk. He is such a sweetheart.
This is PH's cell phone. I now have a smart phone with a larger viewing screen, but PH likes his phone and won't part with it. However....
this tiny device is sometimes so easy to mislay. One would almost think it had legs and could get right up and walk away. You see, my sweet PH has lost two already, never to be seen again, and each time we go down and replace them ...not a problem.
This..is his third cell phone. He watches it VERY carefully, determined not to lose another one.
(ok..it's been "mislaid" a few times but we just call it from my phone and we find it...so far.
But...a couple of days ago he came in the kitchen with a puzzled look on his face. "Have you seen my cell phone he asked. "Nope" I say, I'll just call on my phone. It's around here somewhere. So I did, but no answer. We search the house, then the car and finally decide to have Verizon turn it off. We do that.
It's late in the evening so the searching stops until the next day. He is sure he left in at the Gym where he had been earlier in the day. The next morning he heads out to search for his phone at the Gym, but no one has turned it in.
Finally, we have to admit that it's gone...and by now another day is nearly gone. A girlfriend stops by and suggests if we have an old cell phone that perhaps we can have it reactivated. WHAT a great idea. I do have an old cell phone!
Three and a half hours later..(NO exaggeration) the old cell phone is still not working and I am worn out and so is my ear. We give up and decide to go in the following day, get in line and buy a new one. (No insurance!) The following day was Sunday, so we decided we would wait until Monday. EARLY Monday morning about 4 am...I feel someone tapping on my arm..saying "I'm sorry to wake you, but I have to!" I woke up immediately and said "What's wrong?!" and turned on the light. He was smiling this huge smile and said "I FOUND MY CELL PHONE! I got up to go to the bathroom and suddenly I remembered! I put it in that little box my wallet came in!!" It was right there on my desk all this time! I wouldn't ring because it was in a metal box! We don't have to go get a new one this morning!!"
I never did get back to sleep but he did.
End of story