Un-Connected

Nonny's RAZR has pretty much up and died recently, and since she was watching T-Boog today while I was at work (and because I'm cheap and don't have a house phone) I left mine for her to use.

Now granted, I have an office phone, so it's not like I've been phone-free all day, but it's kind of liberating to not have my cell on me. I'm not stooping into my desk drawer after my intakes to see if I have a missed call, or stumbling down the stairs to my car while I try to dig it out of my purse so I can call someone before I actually drive away from the job.

Because in California, it is now officially illegal to drive and talk without a headset. I'm pretty sure.


But it is nice. And kind of heart-stopping at the same time when I think "Who would find me if something happened to T-Boog?" But yeah, Nonny's a smart cookie. I'm sure she'll have me on the phone in minutes if needed.

Or maybe just drive by my job and lay on the horn until I go out to see who the crazy lady in the Beemer is, honking to herself? Heheh. Creativity runs in the family.