My poor husband is having a bad day. How bad was it? Not that bad but pathetic for sure. I think I've mentioned that he has an old car that doesn't run very well. The transmission needs work. It won't drive over 45mph unless he turns the overdrive off. Even still, he doesn't like to push it so he drives the 30 miles to work on the side streets rather than the expressway because he's too cheap and/or lazy to buy a new car or get this one fixed. Well... set that aside for a moment. He lost his cell phone on Tuesday night. He didn't know he lost it until the next day though. We called it and scoured the house, the car and the usual hiding spots but nothing turned up. Mind you, we're not worried that someone is using it. It's an old flip phone with no internet service. Who'd want it? But I did check our account and there's been no activity since his last call to me at 5:03 Tuesday night. The last call.
To start this bad day, my husband backs his already decrepit car out of the garage and knocks his passenger-side mirror loose. Oi! I saw him do it, though he thought no one was looking. I'm not sure he planned on telling me for a while (would not be the first time) but then I got an email this morning asking me to bring a roll of duct tape and scissors to lunch (I was meeting him anyway). It could have been that he needed it for one of his windows that shimmies down on its own but I knew. Oh yes, I knew. So yeah. Anyway, while I'm standing in the parking lot helping him duct tape his mirror back on the car, we discuss what might of become of his cell phone. Since it's not at home and not in his office or in the lost and found, he decides that he must have dropped it in the parking lot. Well, that was before the snow. We both look, almost comically looked over to the literal mountain of snow, seriously at least 15 ft high. Yeah, it could be a while before we find out. Come spring it might turn up.
He's currently meandering his way up to Traverse City in said geriatric car, sans cell phone. I made sure he had plenty quarters.
Think I ought to get him a new phone, a nice cheap flip phone.