Whilst traveling I lost my phone. I had became aware of the fact when we were in the car. 5 of us traveling south in Iowa USA. First thought was where had I used it last. It was the motorcycle museum we had visited an hour or so back. I searched where I was sitting . My sister and I searched my bag. No luck. I was VERY panicky. My other half started saying all the bad things that could happen as a result of someone finding my phone which made me angry and I yelled at him to be quiet.
I could only assume I had put it down somewhere at the museum. We found the museum phone number and asked them to look for it. I became very angry and upset with myself. I was sure, although I could think of no reason for my putting my phone down anywhere, that that was what I had done.
Why was I so sure of that scenario? As I grow older it's not that I am getting forgetful but let's say I have mastered the art of concentrating only on one thing and letting go of any other occupation I may have had. So I could fully imagine I had put my phone down then another task had distracted me.
Instead of taking a breath and thinking logically my first instinct was to assume the worst. I didn't trust myself enough. You would think that age would grant me wisdom.
The phone was found by my sister (finder of all lost articles ) down the side of my seat and almost invisible and I was left to reflect on my behaviour. . . . .
