there is a lovely Apple App that lets you locate wayward electronic items. Not people, unless they happened to have your phone/iPad/Mac on their person, but at least it lets me find my phone which is obviously hiding in plain sight.
This was a day of up and down the stairs so often that I started to think about the children’s nursery rhyme about meeting yourself coming and going. At some point I set my phone down. It is my “everything” as it is a phone wallet. So if I can’t find my phone, I am also missing ID and credit card/s. Add to the level of discouragement – I think I had set it on silent while at Costco.
Forcing the sound to play, I trudged upstairs again. Into the craft room which I had already checked three times. Oh, snap. It was right there, in plain sight. If you consider plain sight on the seat of a chair which had the back facing the door. The chair in front of the sewing machine and serger. Not the one in which I normally sit.
Now, if I could also get this particular app to “find my husband” or “find the cat……
