Watching….
Friday night is date night.
We spent the night making Halloween decorations and then in the morning we went to IHOP for breakfast.
Little man had never been to the dropzone, so we packed up and headed out. When the first skydiver landed he was excited and said, “Just like SUPERMAN!”
The excitement after 20 landings had worn off so he went to the playground out there and played with the girls.
Somewhere out there my phone decided to not work anymore. I’ve only had this phone for less than a year and I am beginning to believe I am cursed.
The girls have had phones and they have never broke. That says a lot…that three girls who have each been upgraded to a new phone when their other phone, that they have shoved in backpacks and back pockets, still WORKS.
Me on the other hand have washed 2, had one text-vibrate into the sink, stolen and now this one just decided to lock up and not work anymore.
Technology is pissing me off. I think back to my first phone that I loved. It had no texting, internet and apps…but I could change the faceplate and not be to burned by the battery after it got hot.
When I went in tonight to figure out what step I needed to do to be reconnected with the real world, the replacement phone was worse than that phone. No thanks.
I ended up getting rid of my old account and moving to another carrier. With this, a new phone. This thing has everything except a heart rate monitor.
So why is technology pissing me off? what happens if this phone dies? It’s going to nearly impossible to go back to anything less than this new phone.
I’m vowing to not get too attached to it.