A sign that I need a vacation

I always listen to my iPod on the way to and from work, and this morning was no different. When I arrive at work, I generally put my MP3 player in a small black carrying case and take it to the office with me, since I am afforded an opportunity to use it while coding away.

This morning I arrived in my office, put my lunch in the refrigerator, and then brought my carrying case and book with me to my desk. When I set the case down, I noticed that it felt lighter than usual. I looked inside and, sure enough, the iPod was missing. No biggie, I probably just put it in my jacket pocket, right? Wrong! It was not in any of the 237 pockets that my jacket possesses.

"No matter," I thought, "I just left it in the car." I casually go back down to the parking garage and spot my car. Inside, however, was no iPod. Now I was starting to get worried. I didn't hear anything hit the ground, so I didn't believe that I had dropped it. It's absence, however, was not helping to assuage my fears.

I ran back to the office, scanning the ground the entire way with no success. I got back to my desk, looked all around it unsuccessfully, and then decided to go back down to the car to see if I had perhaps dropped it under the seat or something. I was just reaching the point of desperation when I stopped myself in the kitchen. I thought hard for a second and then, on a whim, decided to investigate my lunch. Sure enough, in between the sandwich and the banana was my iPod.

So yeah, hopefully this isn't a precursor of what my day will be like. I should probably just go home and climb back into bed, don't you think?

-Mark