Sigh. I know how this looks. And I have no idea why this is such a sheepish thing to post, but here it is: my 12-year-old has a cell phone.
A few things involved in this decision:
1. I can track her down ANYWHERE in the mall.
2. I can track her down ANYWHERE in the mall.
3. I can track her down ANYWHERE in the mall.
And with this purchase/upgrade, I have committed myself to two more years with Verizon, so I think you can do the math on that one.
That’s right people. No iPhone for Cathy.
I worked it out. It’s all good. I barely use the cell phone I have, and every place I travel to, I take my laptop with me, so there’s my internet connection. In the end, I couldn’t justify the increased monthly expense. (Thanks for rubbing off on me, Dan!) And so, when the AT&T monopoly ends in a few years, maybe I’ll start whining about getting an iPhone at that point in time. Until then, my new LG Chocolate will have to do.
Going to the fair tonight to see Brandi Carlile (for free! fyi for any local fans, she’s playing for free tonight). Fried green tomato stand, here I come.
Also, thank you so much for all the tips and well wishes on my wrists. I appreciate them very much. Still trying to figure out what will be the next course of action. I will keep you posted.
And, I just realized that the first parenthetical statement in this blog post reads a bit questionably. Let’s keep it clean, people. Let’s keep it clean.