The adventure to my cell phone...

So I woke up on Saturday morning. Not a cloud in the sky. Perfect temperature. Did my usual morning routine. Washed my face, brushed my teeth, listerined, and went down to get a glass of water. Sat in the T.V room to catch up on the night before, and then a couple minutes later realized I did not have my cell phone. DUN DUN DUN.

I was calm for the first hour of my search. Went through my entire closet, bed, bathroom, kitchen, couches, rooms I had not even entered that day. NO PHONE.

Then I decided a fresh pair of eyes would help my search. So I had people look for me, same routes, looking in places for the second time. still NO PHONE.

Then I started to cry which by the way helped the situation not even a little. Took a nap for about three hours, and woke up again to start my search.

Looked everywhere again. Went through pockets of all my clothes, went through every cupboard, drawer, bowl. NO PHONE.

Decided that my phone was officially lost in my own house. Got a ride to the Verizon Store. Started to file a claims report, but then realized I didn't have a fax machine and thought it would be ridiculous to get a new phone, my phone had to be in my house.

A night goes by. No phone. No goodnight texts. No phone calls. Nothing.

A nights passed..."Casey we think we have found your phone" I got out of bed faster than Christmas morning. Run downstairs. "We think your phone is in the trashcan..."

I already had searched through a trash can the night before, and had no luck, so my morale was very faded. But...

IT WAS THERE!!!! My precious black little cell phone, was in the trash..disgusting. I have lysol wiped it about 400 times.

My phone was not only on SILENT, but it was on silent with alarm. I had an alarm set that I did not know about, and have never been so happy and relived in my entire life other than getting into college.

Special shout out to Yasi who heard the vibration. I'm buying her dinner.

11 unread texts 30 missed calls...no biggie.