Around 12:15, Anna said Dad called. Someone found my phone. They must have looked through my contacts + figured "Daddy" was a good person to call.
It was a little kid - around 12 years old. He was riding his bike + found it on the road. I am so happy that he found my phone + figured out a way to return it back to me. I bought him a chocolate milkshake for that...lol
I think I need a new phone though.
The back won't stay on. Going to need to ducktape that part. I can still call + txt just fine. My text tone stops after 2 seconds, but my phone works.
I've been thinking about upgrading any way...lol.
Daniel is going to kill me...hehehe :)
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