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No Phone.


I just love this photo. We don't have snow.
I see a lot of people these days posting about 'no screen time' and how refreshing it is to take a break from your phone and social media.

I agree. It is good to have that break. Take some time, be in the moment with your person although I get caught peeking at my phone when D and I are out. We're both guilty but I'll take the blame in this post. 
Back in December I attended my company party and had a really good time. A really good time.
My phone went missing multiple times. My friend who was in charge of me gave up on keeping track of both my phone and I so she chose the phone and got me home safe and sound at the end of the night.

Well the screen was cracked. Apparently I kept dropping it on the dance floor and it kept getting checked into the DJ table.

I kept putting off having it fixed because I didn't want to spend an hour at the apple store.

I finally did it yesterday.
Checked in at 10:00
They took my phone back to repair and said I could pick it up in one hour.

What the heck was I going to do at the mall for one hour?
I hate the mall.
The mall scares me. Has ever since Vegas 2017.
However I was stuck.
I went and got a coffee and sat down at a table and started jotting down random thoughts.

Related to not having my phone. All of the sudden all this self care no screen time in the present moment crap took a totally different turn.
It's one thing to be without your phone for an hour because you choose to set it down.
It's another when it's completely out of your control.

- I can't call my dad to tell him I'm going to be late meeting him for lunch.
- I can't text Dale and ask him to message my dad.
- I'm in Starbucks to wait for an hour but I don't know what time it is and there are no clocks anywhere.
-I'll knit, I need to pick up the stitches for the sleeves but I don't know how many stitches I need to have because the pattern is on my knitting app on the phone.
-I think I remember that the number on the waste yarn is the correct number but do I need to decrease as I knit the sleeve? Can't find out. See reason above.
-What time is it again?
-what if something happens at the mall? How will I let anyone know that I am here and everything is okay?
-How come there are no clocks anywhere? 
-I'm inside the mall for the first time in 3 years and it's kind of freaking me out.
-How do I figure out 47 divided by 3?

My math teachers must all be so proud...
-How long are these sleeves supposed to be?
-I drew a positive shark post to put in the Positivity Bin at Starbucks but I can't take a photo to show anyone what I did.
-Why don't malls have metal detectors?
-I can't use a pay phone because I don't know where one is and I don't know anyone's phone number.
-I didn't completely back up my phone which could be fine or I could end up with a new phone and lose all my info.
       a. I did end up with a new phone and I lost all my contacts*
-I can't take a subtle photo of the guy behind me to show my friends and talk about the possibility that he's self-employed but also a serial killer.
-In 2020 if you don't take a photo of what you are doing and post it on Social Media for all to see did you really do it?

*I would like to thank all the friends who texted me their numbers and had fun playing guess who this is after a really long stressful day. I gave you all new names in my phone.

Happy Tuesday
xoxo
C.

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