Monday, January 24, 2011
Found.
Camera retrieved. Right where I left it, turns out the store was open today and they don't check their voicemail and they don't open camera cases, where our name and phone number was clearly located (I couldn't remember if that was the case.) All's well that ends well!
Waiting is hard...
Yesterday, I made a terrible mistake. The girls had a piano recital- it was Lilah's first. I dutifully brought my camera, I checked to make sure the battery was full, we got to the place early. The recital was held at a piano store that has a room in the back with beautiful grand pianos just for this purpose. Before it started, Lilah got on a piano out in the showroom to practice. I whipped out my camera and started to take a video. To my surprise, the memory card was not there. I was upset, this being her first recital- but another mom offered to take photos. Everything went well.
But later, after a busy evening of homework and laundry, around 11 pm, Mark said, "Why don't you put the card back in the camera?" I asked him to do it for me and as he looked for the camera he said "Where is it?" I was suddenly struck dumb, as I knew that I did not bring it home. I knew that I did not have it in the restaurant we went to after the recital, I did not have it in the car, I did not bring it in the house.
Total freak out time. This is our brand new Canon, digital SLR camera. It has a nice big lens on it and takes amazing pictures and video. I don't know the exact price, but I know it was very expensive. Mark got it for me for Christmas. I've always wanted a real camera, having worked with point and shoots all these years and never being completely satisfied with the pictures. I was so glad to have it and was slowly learning how to use it properly.
The piano store where we had the recital is closed today, I have left multiple messages. Still haven't spoken with the owner of our piano school, who I've also left messages for. I've spoken with one of the piano teachers who did not see it- she said she thinks the chairs were still up and that the store closed down as soon as they left after the second recital. I called the restaurant, just in case, but I'm sure I didn't have it there, because I don't remember worrying about it and where I should put it.
I know exactly where I left it. I know that as soon as I stopped trying to use it and sat down watching my little baby go up to play piano that I forgot it existed. I stuck it under my chair for safekeeping. I was watching my daughter- who was so nervous that she needed help playing- intensely, sitting on the edge of my chair, holding my breath, willing her to remember the right notes. I kept thinking, she was just a baby. I cried. She came and gave me a hug soon after. I made sure to praise all the other children afterward, I was feeling so warm and content. I was proud and excited and so happy to be part of the piano family. The camera was far from my mind.
I know it's just a thing, and it can be replaced (eventually)- but it was also such a special gift from my very thoughtful husband. I feel like I lost my wedding ring. Here's hoping it's still sitting under that chair waiting for me to come retrieve it.
But later, after a busy evening of homework and laundry, around 11 pm, Mark said, "Why don't you put the card back in the camera?" I asked him to do it for me and as he looked for the camera he said "Where is it?" I was suddenly struck dumb, as I knew that I did not bring it home. I knew that I did not have it in the restaurant we went to after the recital, I did not have it in the car, I did not bring it in the house.
Total freak out time. This is our brand new Canon, digital SLR camera. It has a nice big lens on it and takes amazing pictures and video. I don't know the exact price, but I know it was very expensive. Mark got it for me for Christmas. I've always wanted a real camera, having worked with point and shoots all these years and never being completely satisfied with the pictures. I was so glad to have it and was slowly learning how to use it properly.
The piano store where we had the recital is closed today, I have left multiple messages. Still haven't spoken with the owner of our piano school, who I've also left messages for. I've spoken with one of the piano teachers who did not see it- she said she thinks the chairs were still up and that the store closed down as soon as they left after the second recital. I called the restaurant, just in case, but I'm sure I didn't have it there, because I don't remember worrying about it and where I should put it.
I know exactly where I left it. I know that as soon as I stopped trying to use it and sat down watching my little baby go up to play piano that I forgot it existed. I stuck it under my chair for safekeeping. I was watching my daughter- who was so nervous that she needed help playing- intensely, sitting on the edge of my chair, holding my breath, willing her to remember the right notes. I kept thinking, she was just a baby. I cried. She came and gave me a hug soon after. I made sure to praise all the other children afterward, I was feeling so warm and content. I was proud and excited and so happy to be part of the piano family. The camera was far from my mind.
I know it's just a thing, and it can be replaced (eventually)- but it was also such a special gift from my very thoughtful husband. I feel like I lost my wedding ring. Here's hoping it's still sitting under that chair waiting for me to come retrieve it.
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