48 hours

photo-17 Monday morning, I got up with Micah and Josh and I played in bed with him for a little bit before he went off to work. Once he left, I changed Micah and brought him back to our bed to play some more while I read a little on my phone. That's usually my morning routine.

I caught a glimpse of my cute boy staring at me from the corner of my eye while I was reading, so I put my iPhone down and picked him up again to play. He was smiling and giggling from ear to ear. We were having a good 'ole time.

Then he spit up all over our sheets. Too much excitement, I guess.

I made sure he was alright, then thanked Micah for reminding me that I needed to wash our sheets anyway. I put him in the pack n play (which we keep in our room, very convenient for times like this) and grabbed the sheets off the bed and threw them in the washer.

We went on with our day and I thought nothing else about it. In fact, I even felt a little accomplished that I had put a load in the washer before 9am. That never happens. Go me.

Then around 10 or so, I needed to make a phone call. I went back to my room, stared at the sheet-less bed and panicked.

I mentioned my morning routine. Well, I usually leave my phone on my bed after reading in the mornings. Sometimes it gets lost in the sheets. The sheets that are no longer on my bed because they are in the... WASHER!

I ran to the washing machine, opened it and started digging for my phone. It took me two attempts before I found it. The first time I was in denial (I couldn't have washed my iPhone. Who would do such a stupid thing? It had to have fallen on the floor when I took the sheets off) But... I found it. By that time the laundry was already on the spin cycle, so my phone was completely dry. Ha. I tried turning it on. And nothing. Of course.

I was kind of panicky at first, I admit it. Β I woke up that morning feeling accomplishedΒ and only a couple hours later felt like I was close to the dumbest person in the world. Funny how that works.Β But then I calmed down after rushing to my computer and laughing at my self via Twitter. And having friends who can laugh with me, always helps.

My husband also made me feel better about the situation adding, "At least it will make a good blog post." Very funny hubby.

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Facebook messaging my husband, right after the "incident."

It was an expensive mistake, but a great lesson for me to learn. I relied on my phone too much for everything. I needed the break away. Even though I had access to social media via my home computer, when I was out with people I was completely present. And I wasn't thinking of the next great photo I could take to put on instagram. Or tweeting about my good workout at the gym (which I'm still pretty sore from, actually). I was spending time and giving attention to those who had given up their time to be with me. Amazing concept.

That said, I missed the convenience of having everything at my fingertips. And I missed my She Reads Truth bible study plan. And I missed texting with emojis.

I'm glad to have my iPhone back (thanks to insurance!), but I know I can survive at least 48 hours without it. :)