I'm On A Lonely Island

Yesterday my sister, Lorrie, and I went to visit my parents. It takes me 90 minutes to make the trip which includes picking Lorrie up on the way. We accomplished some things to help them out, we visited, we had lunch and sat out in the sunshine for a bit. It was lovely, that is until I was on my way home and wondering why my husband hadn't called yet to say he was on his way home from work. I was driving over a bridge when I reached into my purse for my cell phone.....uh oh....dump the contents out on the seat of the car....*gasp*!

No Cell Phone!

It was 7:30 at this point and I was only 20 minutes from home, not turning around. No need to freak because I am going to see my mom on Saturday. Mmmm, but we don't have a land line anymore, we gave that up over a year ago. So then, of course my husband was super late getting home. I didn't know what to do! When he finally got home I snapped at him because....well, because I HAVE NO PHONE!

I made a few calls last night on his phone to let people know that I am on an island until Saturday afternoon. 

I woke up this morning and after coffee, tried to publish the post that I wrote last night (health care bill-aren't you glad I lost it?) unsuccessfully! I sat here so long searching and cursing that I was late for an appointment. Couldn't call because I HAVE NO PHONE! When I arrived at my Doctor's office late, I had to be punished by being moved to the bottom of the list! Sigh...

I had errands to run this afternoon and, you know it, I needed to ask my husband a question. I was in Wal-Mart at the time. I went in search of an employee and asked her to direct me to the pay phone. After she blinked her eyes like 40 times she laughed. Yes, she laughed at me! Apparently they haven't had pay phones for years.

Thank god I didn't have car trouble today. AAA only works if you can PHONE them! I saw a cell phone watch online today. It's kind of  ugly and bulky but I bet I wouldn't leave it anywhere. You really learn to appreciate things when they're gone!

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