The last time I saw my PV was last night while on the way to a lady's house to get something she was Freecycling. I swore I put it in its case in my purse. I checked my purse later and it wasn't there. It wasn't in the case and it wans't in my purse. I checked the car. Nope. I e-mailed the lady with a picture of my PV. She looked for it and didn't find it.
Panic set in. Then depression. I had a spare atty and another battery, but that wasn't the point. I missed my little PV friend. It's amazing how we form emotional attatchments to things.
Today I was going back to the lady's house to double check the driveway and the yard and see if it rolled into the street. I was hoping that I could find it and that it was still functional.
One battery wasn't getting me very far. So on the way there I stopped at Sheetz for a Cappuccino and a pack of analogs. When I opened my wallet to pay for the stuff - guess what I found!?? My PV!! All bright and shiny and happy to see me.
Turns out I had put it in my wallet instead of its case.
~A
Panic set in. Then depression. I had a spare atty and another battery, but that wasn't the point. I missed my little PV friend. It's amazing how we form emotional attatchments to things.
Today I was going back to the lady's house to double check the driveway and the yard and see if it rolled into the street. I was hoping that I could find it and that it was still functional.
One battery wasn't getting me very far. So on the way there I stopped at Sheetz for a Cappuccino and a pack of analogs. When I opened my wallet to pay for the stuff - guess what I found!?? My PV!! All bright and shiny and happy to see me.
Turns out I had put it in my wallet instead of its case.
~A