Monday, July 27, 2020
This is how you crack open a seed my son
After finding my phone in some of the most unlikely places, I finally put an alarm on for 9 p.m. every night. It not only reminds me to pick up my phone but that it's time to be winding things up and get ready for bed. I was in the study tonight when I heard the alarm. I got up and went looking for it but couldn't find it. After a few rings it shuts off and goes to sleep for awhile before the alarm goes off again. I checked the car (a common place for me to leave it), the to-go table, and the kitchen counter which is covered w/ my current project. Not there. I waited for it to ring again. When it did it was definitely coming from the dining room but only faintly - like it was covered by something. I still couldn't find it before it stopped ringing. Wasn't sure how many times it would retry the alarm. Better catch it next time. I turned off the TV and stationed myself in the middle of the room. When the alarm went off this time, I realized why the sound was muffled. It was coming from out on the deck. I found it joyfully ringing away, on one of the deck tables. I must have left it there this afternoon after slumping down in a chair after a walk. Whip was happy. Once I'd located the phone, I was free to go on our nightly constitutional. Whip seems to be understanding that these after-dark walks mean it's time to go to sleep for her too.
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