The investigation on the culprits is still ongoing.
Then I got to my volunteer event and the large room I reserved was under some kind of construction and we had to use a small room, and since I hadn't planned to rearrange rooms and move tables, it was a total mess of confusion as people were coming in and I was rushing about to get set up on time. And then I lost my phone. And then everyone showed up and it was PACKED. And then I started with my normal speech I give and stuttered all about in frustration and with worry over my missing phone. And then we got started and ten minutes into the project, as I'm still searching for my phone, someone mentioned that we had no markers/crayons. They were in the backpack-in my garage. A mile away.
TP-cleaning Andrew was able to bring the backpack of markers and save the day, and then I found my phone-on a windowsill in the room (of course). Still a flustered mess of a morning....because of some stupid teenagers who had $4 to spare on a 6-pack of toilet paper.