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I have a prepaid cell phone because I don't spend much time on the phone. I buy 1000 minutes for 100 dollars and it takes 3 to 6 months for me to use them all. Suddenly this week, everyone is calling.
First, my stylist friend called because she needed a hair model. I got a free keratin treatment out of the deal and I love my hair! It's smooth, shiny, and not frizzy at all, even in the Houston humidity.
Then my sister called. She's coming down for a visit and wants to stay a night with me. Now I really do need to get my apartment cleaned up.
Next, the new guy called. He says he's getting his stuff moved out of his house and he's talking to a lawyer. I know that marriage was over before he met me, but it feels a little strange being the catalyst.
Another friend called saying she saw my Avon flyers. She had been trying to recruit me to sell Mary Kay, so she thought I was avoiding her, thinking she'd be mad. I did wonder if she'd be hurt, but I always knew she'd still be my friend.
My daughter even called...from her bedroom. She was home sick from school. "Can you bring me some orange juice?"
And one call very late in the evening. I stared in disbelief at the caller ID, letting it ring for a while. No way. Wyoming...
7 comments:
Well I don't what Wyoming means, but someitmes it seems we get phone call upon phone call. So much so that sometimes I literally want to throw the phone out the window. And then I can go 2 or 3 days and nothing.
called from the bedroom...ha.
I can't stand the phone ringing! I haven't even got a cell phone, I really don't want to be that available!
Busy girl Jen... and no caching lately either, thought the new guy is a cacher too?! I hope Wyoming didnt upset your mood which seems better lately. Cheers to you!
I hate those calls from in house! The wyoming call reminds me of the old Joan Benz song "Diamonds and Rust"
At least with a prepaid cell you don't have to feel guilty about ignoring a number you don't recoginze.... or one you do and don't want to talk to. Why waste your minutes?
Yikes for your daughter--but I hope she got her OJ delivered.
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