Found!

Yesterday I found myself without my cell phone again. I thought I forgot it home again and vowed to sew it to my face last night so I wouldn't forget it again. I got home after dark and was trying to get a million things done before having to start the day over again. While letting Jasmine out I was grabbing all the stuff out of my car from the day. I had a McDonalds sack that had been collecting trash for a couple days and it was time to dump. I threw the bag in the trash can and ran because there was one nasty FUNK coming from it.
I was talking to my brother a little bit later (I guess I broke my no talking policy already...dang!) and saw his phone sitting on the table. It reminded me that I hadn't seen my phone yet. I grabbed his phone and called my phone but no such luck since it went straight to voicemail. Stupid dead battery. I got to thinking it had to be in my car somewhere. I grabbed a coat and a flashlight and began the search. For some reason, I got a feeling I should look in the trash. I was regretting not checking the bag before I threw it in the trash. I stood outside for a bit trying to decided if I actually wanted to go dumpster diving or just hope I somehow will find it inside. I choose to dumpster dive (awe reminds me of college!).
Trying not to gag on the stench, I stood leaned over the can and went diving. There wasn't much in the trash can, so of course the sack was all the way on the bottom. I finally got it and began digging threw the bag. Guess what...it was in the bag! It was luck that I decided to check the trash can. I hosed it down with Lysol and vowed never to misplace it again.
Today, however, I was going to break and went to grab my cell phone and guess what...NOT THERE. If I have to go dumpster diving again...