just another duh moment

So.

I was at Hobby Lobby

doing some shopping for a little family project

when TJ called. 

After I'd grabbed what I went for,

I spent a few minutes just browsing the pretties

while I talked with him.

I spotted a cute little metal birdhouse sculpture

that I thought would look awfully cute in the pantry.

It certainly isn't a necessity, 

so I figured I'd snap a picture of it with my phone

and talk myself into it think about it for a week or so.

I started digging in my purse 

(which is actually fairly small as purses go)

and I felt sick to my stomach;

my phone wasn't in my purse.

I was just sure I'd put it in there,

because I'd added to my 1,000 gifts list

right before I got out of the car.

I started to tell T I needed to go

so I could go look for my lost phone...