Today was. PA day at TDSB. Mika and I spent the morning in my classroom, rearranging desks (me) and reconfiguring my smartboard setup (Mika). It took all morning and I’m happy we did it. Now my classroom is more functional and I can say there is better flow in the room. Feng shui is important, after all.
By the time we got out, it was almost 1pm. So we skipped the idea of a sit-down lunch and opt for Chinese bakery buns instead. We needed to eat coz we were starving. I was on my phone while we went to the robotics store. After we went to Mastermind and Chapters at Bayview Village. I still had my phone.
M dropped me off at home, just before he picked up the kids, to minimize tears with V. (Z is good about me not being home now.). I had it in me to clean the house so I started around 3:30 and cleaned for about 2 hours straight. Sweep, mop, vacuum, wipe surfaces, change sheets and tidy.
By the time I was done, I was sore and hungry. So I sat, for about 15 min, with the tv on, eating my soup. It was satisfying and I wAtched the news. Then it was 6:20pm. I started to get ready and wanted to text. M about their ETA. I couldn’t find my phone. I remembered putting it in my bin, and placing the bin on the planter outside, so I could free my hands to unlock the door.
I checked the bin. I looked all over the first floor. Kitchen. Nothing. Island. Nothing. Back to the bin. Nothing. I text m from the bell mobility website. No luck. Crap. It’s now 6:35 and they are going to be home soon. So I head down to the basement to hide.
I hear them come in. I wait about 15 minutes and I sneak up to go to the car. I’m sure it’s in between the front seats as I was charging it. I’m so sure. I get in the car and turn the light on. Gasp! Nothing. I look again. Nothing. So I go back in the house and as I was on the landing, I decided to check inside the planter box. Nothing.
I look down onto the snow and see something. A hole with a familiar shape. No, not a circle, but a skinny rectangle with a recongnizable size. Hey, that’s my phone.
Just then, panic set in. Oh no! Not again. (I had dropped my iphone in the toilet once before and don’t want to relive that experience again.). I quickly went down the steps and onto out snow covered front yard. I don’t care that I’m not wearing boots. I had to get the iPhone. I come near the hole and reach down inside it. At first, nothing. Then as I move my hand around, I feel it. Yes, my iPhone!!!
I immediately get back in the house and open the pantry. Rice box. Must dry out the phone, in case if water. I tried to turn it on. Nothing. I’m thinking the worst. Then I plugged in the portable charger and turn it on again. Phew. It turned on.
At his point, I hear V crying, asking for me. I exit, carrying the rice box with me, with my phone inside.
It is safe. I’m lucky.
Now I’m just lying on the bed at the sleep clinic, waiting for gel and electrodes to be placed on my head and legs. Hoping for a good nights sleep.
But I’m worried. I still haven’t heard from Mika. I feel bad for V and him. They might not get much sleep tonight and she’ll be very upset and exhausted in the morning. I miss them already. I hope all is good.