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April 20, 2014
Today I lost my cell phone. My daughter had texted me while I was driving, and soon as I parked, I pulled out the phone, answered her, and then laid the phone on the truck seat, got out and worked on a project here for about 5 hours. Beautiful day! Wonderful to be out doors. Fresh air, sunshine.
Came back to the truck, and noticed the phone was not where I had laid it. Since no one but me was there, that seemed rather odd. Concluding I had mis-remembered what I did with it, I began to search. Pulled all the crap out of the truck, moved the seats, looked under, around on the ground outside. No phone.
Decided I must have carried it from the truck, I searched all where I had been working, retraced my steps. No phone. Got a flashlight and repeated the search of the truck interior, the barn and other spaces where I had been working. Peered carefully with my light into every possible nook and cranny. No phone.
I finally gave up after almost 90 minutes of wasted searching. Deciding I could go home, log into Google and have it tell me where my phone went, I got in the truck and pulled out of the driveway. I got out to close the gate, and as I was walking back to the truck I heard the buzz of an incoming text.
I opened the door, and there sitting right in plain sight on the seat was the missing phone!