Last week, as you may know, I “misplaced” my cell phone.
I finally got around to ordering a new one yesterday.
It was with, I might add, great trepidation!
Also last week, I blew out the hard drive in my laptop.
That proved, in the beginning at least, to be quite an inconvenience.
The ever present lure of instantaneous communication in this WiFi world is toxic.
But I’m over that now too!
I am now living in an almost “tech-free” world.
AND…I’m lovin it!
Oh, I’ve got a cell phone in my purse I can turn on if I choose to.
We have 5 of them after all, for 4 people in the family, not including Mike’s work cell; this is a truly sad commentary on consumerism, but that’s another blog!
The point is, only 3 people have my temporary number!
Love that.
And I’m holed up in our home office right now using the Desktop to write these words.
I only logged on for the first time yesterday, and already had to reacquaint myself with the simplest of commands.
Had I not been jonesin so badly to feed my writing chops, I’d probably not have set foot in the office at all.
It’s clear to me however, that I lack disaster preparedness skills.
Although Mike installed fancy software on my laptop to regularly prompt me to “Insert CD disc #4 and backup data”…I would tend to get annoyed by the intrusion and bypass the prompt for another day.
Oops!
The good news is that I never did back up my phone #’s in my cell phone to my computer, so at least I don’t have to kick myself for losing them twice.
Once did the trick just fine; I still can’t get hold of anyone.
Next week, when I re-enter the twenty first century, I’ll take the necessary precautions to protect my data.
I will also register a password this time with my carrier, so I can “retrieve” my email messages. (In my own defense though, really…Why do I need to “call” my cell phone for my messages? I just “listen” to them, ON my cell phone, duh!)
I understand now.
But until then, I’m just kicking back enjoying the simplicity of these long hot summer days.
The lady I spoke with at Sprint yesterday was nearly hyperventilating when I told her I lost the phone on August 14th.
Replying, “How can you survive?”, she nearly insisted that I pay the 15 bucks to have a new one delivered to my doorstep by 10am today!
“Nah”, I told her.
Snail mail is just fine with me.
In the 1979 words of Gloria Gaynor’s hit single…
“I Will Survive”.
Just fine thank you!
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