A Break From Reality

I have a total love/hate relationship with my iPhone.  It’s supposed to be new and wonderful, but the touch screen is too sensitive.  My cheek is always putting calls on hold, or mute, or worse, dialing someone else during the call.  Also, it is impossible to hold with your shoulder.  Sometimes I wish they would make cell phones like those really great old cordless phones.  You know, the ones that fit perfectly between your ear and your shoulder.  Actually, what they should do is invent a device that you can slide your phone into that is in that shape.  Wouldn’t that be cool?  However, on the flip side, my iPhone is a wonderful toy.  In fact, it is the sole reason that my productivity level has dropped by about 40% since I bought the stupid thing this summer.  For example today I was planning to finish the laundry, clean the guest room, and tidy the rest of the house.  Do you know what I did instead?  Well, I’ll tell you…

I got up early this morning.  I got some coffee and tried to read a bit of Mere Christianity, by C.S. Lewis.  However, I couldn’t concentrate.  I kept putting it down to do things on the computer that I had been meaning to do for days.  I straightened out a problem with 1-800-CONTACTS (not their fault), updated my fantasy football league, and I copied pictures from my old computer to our home server (obviously nothing that actually had to get done).  In between each of these activities I would try to read my book, but I finally just apologized to God and put the book down. 

Next, I layered up in walking (sauntering) clothes and took the dog to my voting location.  I voted and then walked to the bank and then to Sally’s (all within 2 blocks of my house).  Once I finished my errands Brinkley and I walked to the park.  It would be wonderful to say that I walked briskly for an hour giving the dog ample exercise, but truth be told, I sat at the picnic table and did my nails while she ran around and played in the creek.

I got home around noon, ate some lunch and sat on the couch.  All of the laundry was right in front of my face, laid out on the couch and spread across the coffee table.  But, for some stupid reason, I reached for my phone instead.  I decided to peruse the app store.  I ended up downloading, organizing and then playing with all the new apps until Jason got home at 4:00 PM.  I have no idea where the day has gone!  Although, thanks to the kiss rating app I’ve been informed that I am a good kisser, an expert kisser, a passionate kisser, an okay kisser, and a kisser in training.  I mean…

Even now, all I’ve done is run to the grocery store for some peanut butter (I was craving an apple with peanut butter), eaten a snack and now I’m writing a blog post. 

It’s too bad I still don’t feel like getting off the couch.

Here’s to my lazy day!