My cell phone has gone missing. I last used it last Saturday evening, according to the online phone log (like I would remember the last time I used my phone?) I didn’t touch it Easter Sunday. Then on Monday morning I noticed it wasn’t in my purse. And that is the story. We looked all over the house and I even went back to the restaurant were we ate on Easter to see it it fell out of my purse there, but it hadn’t.
The phone was old as the hills. But it worked fine and I come from a long line of “if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it” kinds of people. The girls have gone through two or three phones in the same amount of time, and are about to get new phones again. The reason they need new phones is because the ones they have have begun to stop working in important ways. They just wore them out! I think that shows you how much I use a cell phone that mine was still working like a charm after all these years.
To be honest, until today when I wanted to call and ask Hubby if he wanted me to bring home lunch, and I couldn’t, I haven’t really missed my cell phone. I don’t look forward to learning yet another new piece of technology. But maybe it will push off Alzheimer’s another few months!
I will probably discover the old cell phone in a weird place int eh house about the time I get the new one. That is how life works for me!
Hope you are having a great Saturday!