Lose It, Find It
On February 7, when I had a doctor's appoint in fifteen minutes, I went into the garage wih my arms loaded, and the car was locked. Why wouldn't the car door unlock? Because my key was not in my purse. Where was my car key? I didn't know. By the way, a replacement car key would cost $300, so I really did not want to lose my car key. It had to be somewhere in the townhouse because I drove the car there and went inside the townhouse.
I called Glenn, but he couldn't help me from Borger. Of course not! He did say he could drive to Amarillo and bring the spare car key, but I didn't want him to do that unless absolutely neccessary. I cancelled my doctor appointment and begged for a new appointment. Got it. Then, I looked everywhere for my key.
I looked in places and in rooms I had not even been near for a week or longer. I thought back to the last time I used the key. Where could I have possibly put it? Still, I could not remember. Forty-five minutes later, I thought, "Wait a minute ..." and I found the car key right where I left it, in a pocket of my robe. Why was it there? Because I was in the closet getting ready for bed and the key fell out of the back pocket of my jeans where I had put the key the last time I used it to get into the car. I put the key in my robe. Well, it made sense to me at the time. Moving on ...
So for Valentine's Day, Glenn lovingly gave me the Tile. In fact, he gave me two of them. Do you know about Tile? It's a tracker for what I anticipate I will lose. The little rectangular Tile can be attached to just about anything. Then, with my iPhone I can find it. Or when I lose my iPhone, I can go to the unlost item that has a Tile attached to it, press on the Tile button twice, and it tries to locate my phone. That means, if the tile is on my CPAP, I will need to carry my CPAP around the house until the Tile on the CPAP is close enough to my phone to detect its location so it can make my phone play a tune. By the time the Tile locates my iPhone I may be close enough to it to see it myself.
Betty M Reeves