Unplugged
My iPhone is practically an extension of my arm. I'm always doing something on my phone, which annoys the hell out of my husband. Pinterest and Instagram occupy a lot of time. Well Saturday my phone decided it'd be fun to jump out of my back pocket and go diving in the clean (thank God) toilet. I'm not sure why, perhaps it wanted a break from me, maybe I didn't tuck it in my pocket all the way, who knows. I'm not pointing fingers here. Anyway, my phone is currently taking a little time out in a bag of rice to think about what she did. This is problematic for a few reasons. One, I sure as hell can't afford a new iPhone right now which would leave me with my old ass phone that I had in college. Let's not go there. Two, I am so bad about synching my phone so all my recent photos, contacts, calendar changes are possibly gone. Sigh.....dry, iPhone, dry! Don't leave me here alone!!
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I feel your pain! Sometimes I think I need to distance myself from that heroin-like device just in case something happens. What would I do???
ReplyDeleteBoo!! But I'm sure Brad would hope mine would fall in and not survive but it always seems to come out alive! I'm surprised it's not dried out yet?! Or maybe it just doesn't want to come back :( I hope it does survive though!
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