Friday, January 28, 2011
I am down to one phone.
Yes it's corded.
My other phones have all broke. Apparently there is only a 14 year life span on a $12.00 phone. Who knew?
"Go buy a phone," my husband pleads. "A decent one."
"Why? This one still works," I tell him. "You have your cell phone."
"Babe, don't be so cheap," he tells me.
"Okay, I'll buy one tomorrow." But I have no real intention.
I tell him to look on the bright side.
Aside from not having the patience to talk on a phone while tethered to the wall, missing calls because it stops ringing before we can answer it, not hearing it all together, or the calls that are dropped repeatedly while in the middle of conversations that has caused friends and family to give up. It's not so bad.
It has cut down on phone calls placed and received in this house considerably.
Really, who needs the frustration!