I was not sleeping well last night. It happens. It happens most often when there is a third person in our bed with us. I bailed for the empty loft bed around 3am to little avail. I kept bumping my head.
So I hear Mike's phone alarm was going off. He never hears it so I escaped from the loft bed without injury and went to go turn it off. It wasn't next to our bed. So I listened and headed downstairs. His phone is normally on top of the tv. It was not there. It sounds muffled. Is it still in our other daughters room where he slept the night before? No, it can't be, he had it at work yesterday. I am listening and walking about stalking the elusive sound. I couldn't find his stupid phone anywhere!
I finally tracked it to the wall where our instruments are... it was IN HIS GUITAR CASE!!!!
Who puts a cell phone in a guitar case? In all our married lives, has he ever put it in the guitar case?
Oh yeah, I would have found that in a jiffy. And I KNOW he would never in a million years remember he had put it there because WHY WOULD YOU??????
So, I am up and awake. Now I have to go wake him up. Maybe I will do it with the guitar case. |
