This morning I asked Austin to take the sheets off our bed and wash them. I was on my way out the door to volunteer in Meg's class, so I didn't have five minutes to do it myself. Also on my way out the door, I couldn't find my phone, so he called it, but we heard nothing. I walked out the door without my phone.
Upon returning home from Meg's class, he was waiting for me, and Maisie exclaimed, "We found your phone. Daddy washed it!"
My phone still powers on, but the screen is foggy. I'm so glad it was my phone that was ruined, because he's had scores of business calls today......And I'm glad he is the one who made the washing mistake.
Perhaps next month I'll get a new phone.
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