Therapy Tuesday
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I lost my cell phone yesterday. Or Sunday - I have no idea. I tore apart the car and the house looking for it and when I couldn't access my online account, I panicked. I knew I had to go to the store - and lucky for me - it was still open. But first (seriously) I had to change my clothes. This kind of thing throws me. Completely throws me - and yoga pants, fuzzy sweatshirts and tennis shoes make me happy. I figured if I was going to freak out, I might as well be comfortable doing it. The guy at the store was super nice - I got the phone I've been meaning to get for months anyway and I updated my plan so I could text. (I'd been ignoring the texting world.) And off I went. I have to call the main people today and figure out how to access my online account again, and it's all taken care of. They won't be able to tell until 72 hours whether or not someone used my phone, so I have to just take a deep breath and wait on that score. Done.
But. There's always a but. I hate that I panicked. I had that moment when I thought, "I have no contact with the world. I have no phone numbers. I have no way to get ahold of people. I'm going to die." It was THAT bad! I had no idea I was so attached to my phone. When I was in New York, I relished the fact that I had no service and that my sister only has dial up internet. It was an unplugged weekend and it felt fabulous. So fabulous that I had time to see that this would be a great photo and surprisingly? I think it's one of my best.
But when I needed or wanted contact with the world and I couldn't get it? My head closed in again. Maybe I need more of those unplugged weekends to teach me more calm and patience. And to enjoy my solitude. Oh - and if I had your phone number before? I don't anymore. Please send it to me.
But. There's always a but. I hate that I panicked. I had that moment when I thought, "I have no contact with the world. I have no phone numbers. I have no way to get ahold of people. I'm going to die." It was THAT bad! I had no idea I was so attached to my phone. When I was in New York, I relished the fact that I had no service and that my sister only has dial up internet. It was an unplugged weekend and it felt fabulous. So fabulous that I had time to see that this would be a great photo and surprisingly? I think it's one of my best.
But when I needed or wanted contact with the world and I couldn't get it? My head closed in again. Maybe I need more of those unplugged weekends to teach me more calm and patience. And to enjoy my solitude. Oh - and if I had your phone number before? I don't anymore. Please send it to me.
17 comments:
I guess you missed my post on how my wife washed mine in the washing machine... Screw the phone- I had well over 100 numbers it would take me weeks to gather again...
They sell special pants for yoga?
I know exactly how you feel.
http://justjp.wordpress.com/2009/01/13/argh-said-the-technology-pirate/
I would love to say that my cell phone is my life line but it's not. Nobody calls me. It sits dead in my purse 90% of the time and nobody notices except my mom. But only sometimes.
I don't even know why I have the stupid thing except to say that it's really nice to be able to call my husband and bitch at him from wherever I am.
Strange as this is going to sound... I think I am a living breathing reflection of you...only Canadian!
I totally understand the freak out factor... At least it is a great thing that you got the pictures off the phone first.
Isn't it amazing how the small things can either rock our world? or shake things up?
the last time i lost my phone was in a cab on Halloween a few years ago. we tried to describe ourselves to the cab company; you know, what we looked like when we got in the cab so they would know the phone actually was mine. but somehow, the cabbie didn't remember seeing Cola, from the Bacardi and Cola duo, and Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz.
Fantastic picture.
I lost my phone for about 6 hours the other day and my Boss Lady found me in a corner, in the fetal position, trying to find my happy place.
I have been praying for my phone to get lost/broken/stolen so I can get a new one. I HATE it.
I loose my cell constantly or the battery's dead. I'm not a big phone talker.
Beautiful pic.
Sometimes, losing a phone is a good thing. It allows you to remember what's really important and build from there. In other words, if you had 100 numbers before, maybe you now realize you only used 25 of them and that's all that matters!
It's a really sad day here. I am going to get into my jammies and UI may just never get dressed again
I will sometimes unplug for a whole weekend just for the hell of it. You need to get away from the leash once in a while. Oh yeah, always backup your contacts to your email service (i use gmail). That way you can always get your numbers if you lose your phone.
Oh man. That happened to my sister recently. She had to send a message to all her friends via Facebook because she had no back- up of her numbers. I still keep a paper address book, and now I'll hang on to it even more tightly.
I get the "lost cell phone" scare at least once a week... it is not fun, even though I very rarely talk to anyone, still, I am completely dependent on it. The instant panic I always get is that something is going to happen to my dogs while I am away and no one will be able to get in touch with me. Completely irrational, I know, but I cannot help it...
When I got my new dayplanner for 2009 i copied down all of my phone numbers from my cell phone into it. A pain in the ass, but a great sense of security!!!
What a gorgeous image that photo is!
Love that pic! And I think I'd panic too if I lost my phone, especially this bran new, very expensive one I have now.
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