It was a beautiful sunny day yesterday, although a bit too chilly for me to seriously consider going for a walk. I was invited by a friend to catch a movie. Me being the theatre fanatic I am and don't always have the cash to go, I jumped at the opportunity.
I grabbed my other bag I use for movie going. You know, the one that's really a massive purse so you can perhaps bring your own drink. I put all the essentials in there: my iced passion tea lemonade, hand lotion, wallet, pen, pad of paper, phone, camera, and ipod. I don't know why I brought the ipod in the first place. I wasn't driving and usually when someone else drives the music is in their hands anyway. I like to think I put it in there because I can't stand to be apart from it. It could have been out of habit.
We got to the theatre to watch Yogi Bear in 3D. You know, I'm kind of tiring of this 3D thing. Your cheap theatre movie price has gone up $3 and you have no control, you have to pay. Anyway, we decided to go to the dollar store where caramel corn was purchased. I carefully tucked it into my bag and away we went. The movie was good.
When I got home, I realized just how much of a mess my kitchen really was. I cleaned out my bag, and noticed quite a bit of crumbs at the bottom. I dumped them in the garbage and took the garbage out to the big bin outside. I later went out that night and again, I wasn't driving anywhere and had already transferred all my goodies to my regular purse.
This morning I woke up and was happily uploading pictures from last nights shenanigans, when I noticed it was really nice out for once. I could finally go for a walk. I got ready to go and grabbed my phone, my headphones, my keys, and I tried to find my ipod. Where could it be? I checked both purses, nothing. I checked both jackets, nothing. Yes, I did check between all the cushions this time, nothing.
My mom called and we chatted for a bit, and then it hit me. I knew exactly where my ipod was: the garbage bin. She told me I had better go get it now before it got buried too deep. I went outside with my shiny red broom because I knew it would be at the very bottom. Luckily, no one had put more garbage in there and the bin was practically empty. I climbed up on the side and the broom pulled up the small white bag with no problems. I wonder what people were thinking when they saw me? This girl they see go in the apartment building everyday was suddenly looking like someone who goes digging in the trash everyday. My skills surprised me at this, it was all too easy.
I was going to squish the bag and just feel for it. It would have been a terrible idea seeing as food would have probably gotten stuck in the connector spot. I opened the bag and began to peer around. I was starting to wish I had not dumped my bag in the kitchen garbage. I had to pick my way around the raw hamburger meat, the egg shells, the onion peels, the orange peels, and then I caught a shiny glimpse of blue at the very bottom. There was my ipod.
This all sounds so silly. How many times can I lose my ipod? I really don't know. Unfortunately, I feel like there might be a part three at some point. I'll keep it as safe as I can. I make no promises though. I am at peace for the time being, as only one can feel after having a very dear possession back in their arms. I am going for my walk, happily listening to the music blasting in my ears.
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