Truly, it was an accident. I didn’t even want one, but now I am in love. Change-my-life, set-my-heart-upon-my-riches, what-have-I-been-thinking-all-this-time–LOVE. love. love. love. Ok, I’ll stop. But really.
I’m still on my parents phone plan (yup, 24 years old, holla) and they just switched to T-mobile. The change meant phone switches/upgrades all around, which for I think most of my family members meant iphones. Ryan and Maddy (brother, sister, respectively, both in college) were both excited out of their minds for their new phones. Drooling, x-mas day grins, hugging inanimate objects, the whole deal. Am I’m like, what? Why do I need a new phone? I’d already been forced to upgrade from the best ever greatest phone of all time:
that I loved dearly and had from age 15 until 2011.
And now I was doing quite alright thank you very much with my samsung intensity II.
Texting. calling. bonus for having a camera.
I didn’t want or need a smart phone. I couldn’t even tell you why. Probably there was some anxiety involved. Fear, too. Technology hates me and in my brain, new technological device generally equals a whole lot of headache and frustration and shouting of “WHY won’t it just do _____??!?@$#*/? I think there’s also some pride involved–like some “i’m too wholesome and oldschool to waste my time and money on needing the latest gadget” gibberish. Gibberish I tell you!
I used my dad’s old android for a week and a half because I didn’t want to spend any money on a new phone. After much pulling my hair out waiting for the stupid thing to respond to any of my requests, I decided it wasn’t going to work out. I walked into a t-mobile store and walked out with the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me:
She likes me! She understands me! She’s fast and responsive and it doesn’t take me any time at all to figure out how to get her to do what I want her to do! In other words–I finally have my hands on technology that is user friendly enough for my technology hating self. It’s so easy I’m giddy about it. I can speak my texts instead of taking 10 minutes to type them while camryn is sabotaging me. I can check my shops stats, email and facebook all in about 2 seconds. I can read blogs at the park while Camryn goes down the slide 800 times. I have aps! aps are amazing! OH and it makes a CHA-CHING sound when I get a sale in my etsy shop. I didn’t even have to program it to do that!! I just–guys I love it. I feel like I’ve come out of the darkness and into the light. Where once life was hard, life is easy.
I could go on and on, but I’ll spare you more melodrama and stop before I hit my exclamation point limit. Excuse me while I go and get myself full-blown addicted to instagram. bye!