We were (Paul, Sarah, and me) all driving home from visiting friends and babysitting brothers. Paul was driving, Sarah was nodding off in the back seat and I was digging around in my big black backpack to find a pen. I was digging around in my bag so I could jot down some notes on what we did. I was digging through old assignments and old syringes that had yet to make it to my sharps container and I felt something in the bottom of my bag that I had thought I'd never see again.
"You have got to be kidding me!" I yelled out.
"What" Paul glanced at me in confusion.
I pulled my head from the depths of my bag and looked at Paul in shock.
"Guess what I just found?"
"You're mind?" He grinned cheekily at me.
I rolled my eyes."No, stupid." I laughed at him. "I found my Mp3 player. You know the one I lost like 3 weeks ago?"
"You never thought to look in you bag?"
"Of course I looked in my bag. I turned it literally inside out and took every single thing out of it. Then I flipped my room upside down and tore apart the apartment. It had completely disappeared."
At this time Sarah decided to wake up a little to wonder who was going to clean her rice cooker now. (She was referring to my bribe from a couple of weeks ago. If she found my Mp3 player before I did, I'd clean out her rice cooker. It had been sitting there for a few weeks before I lost my Mp3 player. Now it's been sitting there for nearly a month and a half and I swear the rice has now crawled, called us mama and now goes to college along with us.)
I never realized how much I rely on my technology until I lost it. I only went to the gym 3 times while it had been lost. Music is my motivator. When I have something difficult to do or I really need to focus I pop my earphones in and crank my tunes.
I am so glad I've found it again. My daddy got it for me and it really means a lot to me. Thanks Dad.