Wednesday, March 26, 2008
My Red Cellphone of doom!!
I have a love/hate relationship with my cellphone. It's pretty. And red metallic. Very sparkly and shiny. But sometimes it does wierd things which I have no control over. Like randomly dialing people on my recently called list. Really, it can be embarrassing. I mean, how DO you explain to people, "Oh sorry, my phone just wrongly called your number all by itself"!
Last night Rachel came into my room and started laughing, "Mom, why is your cellphone on the floor in the corner"? I told her I hate my cellphone! It is my red cellphone of doom!
Let me explain...we put our house up for sale two months ago. And since we have a house with three cats and a dachschund, well, we have "house showings" down to a science! We have a drill. When the phone rings...Round up the cats (sometimes cat herding by a small dachschund is NOT helpful!), load them in the car, make sure the house is perfect and then leave for an hour or so...our Starbucks drive-thru baristas know all our cats and Sophie personally! The problem with my cellphone is it is the only number that is called when an agent wants to make an appt. for a showing. My phone normally is on my bedside table at night, but after two months of being awakened at all hours by my cellphone...well you understand why I hate my cellphone and it was banished to the floor in the corner!
We're hoping the house will sell very soon...after all, we HAVE put up with two months of the scaring ringing red cellphone of doom!!