When I go out my mobile is always in my purse or in the pocket of my coat or whatever I wear. But at home it's another story. Normally I keep it besides me, but more often I forget where I have put it and this happened yesterday.
That it is Easter the whole year long in my house is normal, only I don't search for eggs, but for keys, glasses and .... my mobile phone. I started to check first my room, then the kitchen, then the living room. Nothing. I asked Mr. G. to call my mobile number, so I could find it more easily. The phone rang quiet close to me who was standing in the kitchen. We both looked around, on the table, besides my purse, besides the sink, it was still ringing but we couldn't find it. The ringing stopped.
Mr. G. called again, again it was very close, but we couldn't find out from where exactly the ringing came. Meanwhile we were in the living room and the phone still rang. It was bewitched ! The ringing stopped. Suddenly Mr. G. looked at me and said "Do you have your mobile in your pocket ??" I was offended, no, of course not ! Nevertheless I checked the pockets of my jacket. Nothing. "Maybe in your trousers ?" Phew, I sighed, but I checked ... and there it was ! Of course it was ringing wherever I went !
By the way, while I am writing this, it makes me think where did I put it now ? Not in my pockets, that's for sure ... and the worst, I had put it on "silent" because I went to the movies yesterday evening !