I lost my phone!!!

ARGH!!!! I am affected negatively by this in the following ways:

1. I use my phone for an alarm clock. Tardy, anyone?
2. I use my phone for my planner. Where is my paper planner again? And how do I get it to beep at me when I have an appointment?
3. I give my cell number to doctors etc. So, did they call? What did they say?
4. All other calls that go to my phone, obviously.
5. And, worst of all, I'M MISSING MY TEXTS! I've fallen into the very convenient habit of texting my sisters for most info. And lots of it is optional. Which means if I don't answer the text, I just don't get to know/do. So I MAY have wanted to go walking with Sarah last night if she had texted, but I don't know. I MAY have been able to pick up kids from middle school yesterday if I had received a text, but no. No phone. And I feel hopelessly cut off.
6. Since it is now my only phone, I will have to address the 13 new messages on my home answering machine. Gulp.
7. My phone is also my watch. I don't have another.

So, once I locate the appropriate foundation garments, I will be hauling butt to the Walmart for a cheap watch and alarm clock. I will check my home phone when I get home to see if anyone needed me while I was out. How archaic. (Also, since that is highly unlikely, I feel like I'm having delusions of grandeur on top of it all. It isn't like I'm the president of the U.S. of A. I'm not needed every second of the day by a million people. Or even a dozen.)

Oh wait! I also use the phone's nav system to get EVERYWHERE. Grrrrrrrrrrr. I'm quite peeved with myself about this. Quite peeved.