A trip to Vancouver

R.I.P landline

Remember when it cost like 8 gazillion dollars to make a long distance call?  I sure do.  When you are a socialite wannabe like I was growing up, the landline was my lifeline.  My BFF and I would talk for HOURS after school, driving my mom c.r.a.z.y.
And that was before call waiting.

Well, husband and I made a big decision, a big decision for me anyway. We cut the landline.
Gasp.

Really, it didn't make any sense keeping a landline around when we had fully functional cell phones as well.  Sure, my cell doesn't have all the bells and whistles that hubby has on his blinking, 1995 flashy cell phone model, but it works.

I was concerned that it'd be  weird not having a home base, but it's not at all and I didn't have to go to a support group.  Nope, now I can turn my phone off very easily, whenever I want and not be disturbed during those precious naps.  And, I don't have to worry about missing any important phone calls because my trusty phone comes with me everywhere.
Except in the shower.  That's so grade 7.

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