Tuesday nights are Financial Peace University nights, and during the share your success part of the class, I waited for everyone to share their successes thus far. I tell the class we did THE ultimate in cutting back... We cancelled the service to our iPhones and are now using "dumbphones" In a dramatic fashion, I hold up both my iPhone and the other phone I am now using...
The looks on their faces was PRICELESS! They were all like:
It was a great feeling, and I was like "Wow! This isn't so bad!"
Then came Wednesday... and it was all like:
Let me explain... I don't know why, but I was so stressed out about not having my iPhone anymore. The past three days I have had a few people tell me I looked "frazzled". I loathe this purple phone SOOOO much! Texting on it stinks! Every single time I have to hit the backspace button to correct my own misspelling ticks me off even more! Lunch time rolls around and I'm like "Forget this peanut butter! I want something good!!! It's not fair I have to give up my iPhone and eat peanut butter every stinking day!"... I was determined to not eat another peanut butter sandwich and got Subway for lunch. I didn't care which budget category this was coming out of... It was like an internal temper tantrum, not. even. joking. Forget that I was a participant in accumulating all this debt, I was so over trying to save money!
It all came to a head about 5pm after grocery shopping. Tuesdays I usually pick up our crop share from a local farm, and I had forgotten, so I thought I'd swing by after a relaxing hour at the local Walmart. I get to the farm, and my crop share isn't in the cooler. It isn't in the fridge either. I won't lie I was getting aggravated... I get my iPhone out to google the phone number... oh yeah NO SERVICE! I had forgotten to save the phone number, so I literally start panicking.
WHAT AM I GOING TO DO????
I call my husband and ask him to text me the phone number as I am walking around this HUGE farm looking for another human being. Then a dog starts barking, and Mrs. Farmer comes out. Very nice lady, very apologetic that I came all the way out, and my bag wasn't there... "Let me get a hold of my husband she says" as she pulls out her iPhone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and I couldn't help it... I'm all like:
I am sure she was thinking "I have to get this crazy lady off my property and STAT!" She was so nice and listen to me whine about giving up my iPhone because we are trying to save money to be debt free. She ended up telling me about a book she just read about positivity... and how to change your outlook on things... the more she talked the more embarrassed I was, the more I cried.
This was my bottom... and I hate even admitting I was this attached to a piece of technology...
What in the world does that say about me?
It says you are a rock star because you haven't turned it back on and I refuse to give up my smartphone. Hang in there.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely a rock star.
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