(neighborhood Smart & Final back lot - Aug 8, 2012 - and is in no way related to the following story.)
My phone went "missing" yesterday from a lab where I was getting some minor bloodwork done. From the time it took for me to walk out to the parking lot, sit in my car for a few minutes until I felt better, realize I left my phone inside, walk back into the building back to the room I was in a mere 7 minutes ago and.....no phone. I went back a second time just to check the trash can in the room. Still no phone. UGH! It makes me angry that people do things like this. Such a silly stupid thing to steal but still a thing that when stolen creates a series of major headaches and unexpected financial stress for the phone's owner. I don't want to seem like I'm whining because in the scope of tragedies a stolen phone is very minor. But it just feels like a personal violation. Texts and voice mail from family and friends not to mention the photos of my boys. So many photos. Thank the stars I had recently uploaded a good portion of these photos to our computer!
Oh, and let's not forget Instagram.....I'm pretty certain I'm going through Instagram withdrawl! Ha!
I know, it could be worse. It could be so much worse but I just needed to vent so thanks for indulging me! :)