This is a pretend post. Partly because I know that it won’t fit on Twitter but mostly because I’m pretty sure that if my Facebook friends hear me talk about my new iPhone one more time, they’ll unfriend me. And when I say my Facebook friends, I’m including my kids – even though it took some of them forever to accept my friend request. (Probably because they thought I wouldn’t notice.)
Back to my iPhone. It’s my new obsession. I could just lie in bed all day playing with all the features. The apps. It’s like a mini-computer that fits in my hand! Facetime makes me even feel like I never have to see anyone in person again!
The only thing it doesn’t do is clean my house. I’m hoping the next generation will do that. (Hey Apple! Yeah, I’m talking to you!)
Somehow this phone has even helped me to stop reflecting on the past. With all my regrets, which seem to multiply with time, I’m suddenly so appreciative of the present in all of its technological glory that I’ve decided to never think back in regret again.
So yayyy to me. No more regrets – just hours and hours of playing on my new phone.
What could possibly be mentally healthier?
PS. If you have to call and disturb me, call me on the house line.