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I finally have all my kids at home for the whole day all at once. When you have teens this just happens more and more seldom.
And since they’re all here and our city has decided that it is time for my neighborhood to have our wonderful brush and rubbish pick-up AND it’s the last time we’ll have this service for free before we move . . . it’s time for the boys to be cleaning out the garage! BIG TIME!
I love it! I am a closet minimalist. I love LOVE love seeing all this clutter go out to the curb.
They are unearthing lots of junk I forgot we ever owned, much less kept. What is the matter with us?
When we move we may very likely move to a place with no garage. That would be a huge adjustment for us. I do hope so. Less clutter storage!
Anyway, I wrote this whole post to tell you about the phones.
Once upon a time we had a home phone. The kind that actually plugs into the wall.
So, Tex brought these weird phones with all their cords and plugs and hugeness into the house to make sure that they were supposed to go into the Goodwill box.
Here’s the rub.
Sally Mae saw them.
And you know how girls are! It’s coded into the DNA to NEED to talk on phones. She almost cried when I told Tex that, no, we don’t want to keep them and, yes, please put them into the give away box.
I have to admit, I hate when she cries. But it occurred to me to use a sneaky diversion tactic on my sweet, little phone-lovin’ girl. I asked her why it made her sad to see those phones go. She admitted that she thought they were neat and that we should USE them. (See? DNA.) But I was ready for her. I told her that, while those phones might still actually be functional, they only work when you are at home! Can you imagine? How inconvenient is that?!?!!!
She dropped the idea like a hot potato. Those neat phones, full of mysterious buttons, lost all their charm once she realized you don’t keep them in your purse!
I recently quipped to a friend, “Hey! It’s 2010 now! Where the heck is my flying car?!?!!”
I’ve decided it’s cool enough that I have children who have no idea what a dial tone is.
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that made me laugh! We finally got rid of our land line and just have an extra cell as the home phone. Times are a changing, huh?
by the way, I love the name of your blog!
Yes, and how horrible would it have been to have a friend who had several zeros in their number? Or worse, have one yourself! We actually had one zero in ours, but we were redeemed by the fact that all the rest of the numbers were 3′s and 4′s. Quick to dial and easy to remember.
Yup, we’ve come a long way!
Phones with cords? What about a phone that you have to actually dial not just push buttons. Shocking! You’ll have to get that old record player out and the eight-track too.
Sorry, Ritsumei. It’s one of the spam filters. Thanks for trying again!
Too funny!
Uh… it says I didn’t say enough. The story is still funny.