Where's My Cell Phone?

The past few days both me and Madi have been sick, so the nights have been less than fun for both of us. Two nights ago I accidentally left my cell phone in Madi's room when I put her down for bed, so when she woke up at midnight I grabbed my cell phone after I finished feeding her. I guess since I was so groggy I just set it in my bed with me when I went back to sleep. When I got up in the morning I searched my whole house for my phone (including my bed), and could not find it ANYWHERE. Since I was sure I looked in every possible location in my house, I was so sure David mistakenly took it to work with him (we have the exact same phone, so I figured it was possible). I emailed him and asked him about it, of course he said he didn't have it, so I asked him to call it. He did, and I couldn't hear it. Well in the middle of all this running around I was trying to get my house cleaned for our family coming to town, and I washed our sheets. In the afternoon, I realized that I needed to switch the sheets in the dryer, and guess what I found? My cell phone. Yes, I washed my cell phone. How I did not notice it when I pulled them off my bed, and threw them in the washer is a mystery to me. As if I already didn't ruin enough of David's shirts in the wash, I had to move on to more expensive items. I guess that's why we have craig's list.