This morning I woke up earlier than planned, so I checked Google Maps and saw that there was an earlier train than the one I had planned to take. Rich, my father-in-law, who was planning to take me to the train station, was up and could take me. So I got ready and we left.
We got to the train station at 7:26am, with plenty of time to catch the 7:35am train. But as we were pulling into the parking lot, I went to get my phone out of my pocket and I didn’t have my phone. Instead of the phone, I had put my vitamin cases in the pocket, to remind myself that I wanted to take the vitamins with breakfast.
I asked Rich to call my phone but he realized he didn’t have his phone either. I looked on the backseat, but there was no phone anywhere. So decided to drive back to the house. We didn’t think we could make it there and back, but we would try. It would be close.
When I got to the house I went in the house and looked for my phone, but couldn’t find it. I grabbed the house phone to call my phone and started dialing and then I felt it. It was in my pants backpocket the whole time.
I didn’t make the train.
