So, I woke up this morning and realized that my Fitbit wasn’t in my wrist. I looked all over my bed, in my sheets, behind the mattress. No luck. Looked under the sofa cushions where I was watching the Emmy’s. No luck. Looked in my car. Called the places I had been to look in the lost and found. No luck. Mom drives me to the library and pulls up to where I was parked and love and behold… It’s been sitting on the ground in the rain all night and it still works.