Ipod in the laundry - Take 2

It hasn't even been a year. And I've been so good about taking it out of my pocket as soon as I come upstairs from the treadmill.

I know what happened. I came upstairs yesterday and walked right out to the kitchen to put my iPod away. And Molli and Muffin went at it...the hissing, the screaming. I came running back the hallway to break it up. And completely forgot about the iPod in my pocket.

Of course, that doesn't explain why I didn't check my pockets when I separated the clothes. (Well, I know why. Because they're just my clothes. And I NEVER keep anything in MY pockets, now do I?  BTW, there was also $22 in my jeans pocket in addition to the iPod and the earbuds in my shorts.)

I don't even know how I'm going to tell Rick. He's going to be livid and I can't say that I blame him. My only hope is to tell him now and pray that he'll have gotten over it til he gets home on Thursday night.

At this point, I don't even begin to know what it's going to take for me to get my act together anymore.  Part of it that I'm always in so much of hurry. Things have to be done, the housework, the laundry, the cooking, taking care of the cats, working at work, exercising, working in the garden, mowing the lawn. There's always tons of stuff to do and I have to get it all done because, if I don't, then I have to deal with it at some point anyway. So I rush, rush, rush around here constantly, doing this, doing that, trying to get it all done, so that when I get back to work, I don't come home and have it all staring at me. I think I need to retire, just to keep my sanity. I'm not as young as I used to be and it's taking longer to get things done. And I find that frustrating in itself.

And it's not that Rick doesn't do stuff. He works full time, too. And he does stuff around the house, too. And the yard. There's always a lot to do. I used to be able to handle it. For some reason now, it's gotten more difficult, I guess.

I'm debating using my cell phone for music again. I used to use it all the time when I had my little Prom Queen phone (I know, really stupid name for a phone, but the phone itself was awesome.). And Rick gave me the new Droid Turbo for Mother's Day and it's a great phone. Big enough, too, that I doubt I would wash it....but hey, this is me, so who knows at this point? It's cheaper to replace the iPod than it is the phone.

Anyway, while I'm dishwasher hunting this morning, I'm also going to be buying a new iPod. 

Check your pockets!!!  I'm pedantic about it.

at least it wasn't your dongle.....

Mani said:

 
Check your pockets!!!  I'm pedantic about it.

at least it wasn't your dongle.....

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Oh, Mani, you gave me a smile! No, thank goodness, my dongle is still safe. 

I used to check pockets. Never thought twice about it. But do you remember my mouse story? With our young son? When he stuck a dead mouse in his jeans pocket as a little boy? And I was checking pockets and pulled said dead mouse out of his pocket? Rick said they heard me screaming on Pluto and I made it up the to the top of the basement steps in two leaps. THAT'S why I don't check pockets. Son is now almost 44 years old....I still don't check pockets. You never know what's going to come out of them. 

I told Rick yesterday. He was fine with it. He wasn't happy about it. But he understands. And I have a new iPod. Again. 

Winchester said:

 

Oh, Mani, you gave me a smile! No, thank goodness, my dongle is still safe. 

I used to check pockets. Never thought twice about it. But do you remember my mouse story? With our young son? When he stuck a dead mouse in his jeans pocket as a little boy? And I was checking pockets and pulled said dead mouse out of his pocket? Rick said they heard me screaming on Pluto and I made it up the to the top of the basement steps in two leaps. THAT'S why I don't check pockets. Son is now almost 44 years old....I still don't check pockets. You never know what's going to come out of them. 

I told Rick yesterday. He was fine with it. He wasn't happy about it. But he understands. And I have a new iPod. Again. 

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I was  at you for a minute. Then I remembered that I have a little boy who has recently started putting things in his pockets. I am thoroughly humbled. 

Do they make lifeproof cases or otterboxes for ipods?  (I almost typed dongle ) I hate the way it bulks up my iphone; but my parents even had smartphones before I did; so it's worth the protection.   I have an otterbox; but it's not waterproof for the iphone model I got.  DH has a lifeproof case for his phone.   

I"m going to have to check out cases, I guess. Even if a case doesn't protect it from swimming in the washer, it might add more heft to the iPod itself, to remind me that there's really something in the pocket. 

Mooch, our son was all boy. Dead mice and all. I can tell you stories that would make your jaw hit the floor. Sometimes we wonder how he (and I) survived his little boy years! It's funny, too. After his son (our grandson) became a toddler and then a young child, our son texted me one morning with "Mom? How did you ever survive me growing up? This is hard work!" 

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Mooch, our son was all boy. Dead mice and all. I can tell you stories that would make your jaw hit the floor. Sometimes we wonder how he (and I) survived his little boy years! It's funny, too. After his son (our grandson) became a toddler and then a young child, our son texted me one morning with "Mom? How did you ever survive me growing up? This is hard work!" 

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  I believe it!!  I'm  much more used to dealing with little girls; even though I have a bunch of nephews.  I haven't lived close to any of them so I didn't get to be close to them.  There is no doubt about it; boys are different!  The thing I didn't expect is that my son is way more affectionate and cuddly than my DD.  It will be very hard for me when he decides to give up snuggling. 

I would think there are waterproof cases out there for people who like to run and things.  If you sweat a lot; that would be necessary.