I don't have one. Mine crashed. My cell phone, that is. Unfortunately, I don't know any of my friends' phone numbers. I've had to resort to sending messages on Words With Friends on my Kindle. Asking for phone numbers. And explaining why I've been so elusive.
But the truth is, it's liberating. I've even contemplated getting rid of it all together. I know. That's drastic. But I do have a home phone. Which I refer to as a wall phone. It's cordless, but still, it plugs into the wall.
If I'm completely honest with myself, I'd admit that the reassurance I get from knowing I can be reached in an emergency is more than offset by the feeling of being constantly on call.
But if I'm even more honest with myself, I'd admit that I'm really looking forward to having lots of texts, missed calls, and voice mails waiting when I finally plug back in to reality.
One more picture from Charleston. Our first-hand experience with Tropical Depression Beryl.
Welcome to my world!
My life's been crazy since my Daddy moved in with me immediately after my mother's death in October 2010. My one and only kiddo headed to college at Carolina at the end of August. So...I lived on my own, for the first time in my life, for a total of a blissful six weeks. Then, I started the parenting gig with my dad. He's a combination of a grouchy old man, a surly teenager and a temperamental toddler. Needless to say, I get very close to the brink of insanity sometimes. I get through life by finding the humor in difficult circumstances. And for some reason, I wind up in the weirdest situations. I couldn't make this stuff up. So I wind up having lots and lots crazy adventures which make great stories to share with my friends. Writing about my life is so therapeutic. My ramblings range from funny to sad to angry (full of cuss words) to sweet. While my focus is dealing with the trials and tribulations of being a parent to my Daddy, I have lots of random, totally unrelated posts. Whatever's on my mind. I love to make people laugh, and I'm happy to think my readers will get my strange sense of humor. And maybe, people who are in my situation will be encouraged. That's all I can hope for...