Pardon me while I cry, throw up, or do both.
I just was scared shitless.
I was about to go to bed, like I should have hours ago... anyway. I was about to go to bed, and one of the last things I do is plug my phone into the charger. Normally, my phone is sitting on my computer desk (where the keyboard would go if I had a desktop). If it's not there, it's usually in my pocket. It wasn't in either place. I thought I may have chucked it on my bed with my iPod. Nope, even after checking the blankets.
Last place I, presumably, had it was out at the convenience store where I went for a snack run (I'd jokingly tweeted that I was getting "real food" alongside my brownies and Kit-Kats). So, I assumed I'd left it on the counter post-TwitterBerry usage and walked out. So, I walked all the way back to the convenience store, hoping it was there (I really don't wanna deal with Asurion, changing my number - cause lost phone = lost SIM, giving everyone the new number, and giving all my BlackBerry Messenger contacts my new PIN, assuming Asurion would have hooked me up with another Pearl).
It wasn't. The girl working (she knew me from when I worked at Wienerschnitzel, so it's not like it was a total stranger) even called it, in case someone picked it up, and nothing. She told me it's probably at home, I'm freaking out prematurely, to go back home and keep looking. So I did, albeit very freaked out about the whole thing. I assumed it'd dropped off my desk and was under it.
It wasn't. (And, at this point, I'd checked every room in my - very small - apartment about three times). I was ready to Google Asurion's address and put in the insurance claim.
I noticed something black poking through the pile of clothes currently on my couch (waiting for me to put them away).
IT WAS MY PHONE!!! :D
I'm happy (very happy! That was a $300 piece of equipment I thought I'd lost, and I was sure that if it was picked up, it was by some dishonest person who would sell it.), but I'm also just so overwhelmed by the last half hour's worth of events that I feel totally sick (pre-existing anxiety over other things hasn't helped).
And now... I am gonna try to get some sleep.
I was about to go to bed, like I should have hours ago... anyway. I was about to go to bed, and one of the last things I do is plug my phone into the charger. Normally, my phone is sitting on my computer desk (where the keyboard would go if I had a desktop). If it's not there, it's usually in my pocket. It wasn't in either place. I thought I may have chucked it on my bed with my iPod. Nope, even after checking the blankets.
Last place I, presumably, had it was out at the convenience store where I went for a snack run (I'd jokingly tweeted that I was getting "real food" alongside my brownies and Kit-Kats). So, I assumed I'd left it on the counter post-TwitterBerry usage and walked out. So, I walked all the way back to the convenience store, hoping it was there (I really don't wanna deal with Asurion, changing my number - cause lost phone = lost SIM, giving everyone the new number, and giving all my BlackBerry Messenger contacts my new PIN, assuming Asurion would have hooked me up with another Pearl).
It wasn't. The girl working (she knew me from when I worked at Wienerschnitzel, so it's not like it was a total stranger) even called it, in case someone picked it up, and nothing. She told me it's probably at home, I'm freaking out prematurely, to go back home and keep looking. So I did, albeit very freaked out about the whole thing. I assumed it'd dropped off my desk and was under it.
It wasn't. (And, at this point, I'd checked every room in my - very small - apartment about three times). I was ready to Google Asurion's address and put in the insurance claim.
I noticed something black poking through the pile of clothes currently on my couch (waiting for me to put them away).
IT WAS MY PHONE!!! :D
I'm happy (very happy! That was a $300 piece of equipment I thought I'd lost, and I was sure that if it was picked up, it was by some dishonest person who would sell it.), but I'm also just so overwhelmed by the last half hour's worth of events that I feel totally sick (pre-existing anxiety over other things hasn't helped).
And now... I am gonna try to get some sleep.