On Friday after I got home from work and my husband and children were all safely within the house, I turned my phone off.
I left my phone off until last night. Which was actually a bit longer than I had planned, because I forgot about it.
I forgot about my phone.
It was really, really nice.
I get a lot of phone calls and very few of them are social. Most of the people calling don't want to know how I am and how the kids are doing. They don't say things like, "How're your mom and them?" They say things like, "What can you do for me?" and "Let me tell you what I can do for you!" Because, apparently, there are a lot of really weird people out there who think, for some unknown reason, that I need someone to help me handle my business.
And maybe I do, because good God. I went to the gas station yesterday and sat next to the pump for like two and a half minutes looking in my purse for my debit card (which I TOTALLY hit cancel on and signed for, I promise) and thinking to myself, "I don't remember my mom ever having to search in her purse for money to get gas or pay for groceries".
And I find myself doing things like that. All. The. Time.
So maybe I need someone to help me handle my business. Not at the low, low price of only $3000 a month, though. If I had that kind of walking around money I'd use it to do something really meaningful. Like paying off that whore Sallie Mae.
But anyway. I didn't use my phone all weekend. And although I missed a call from my grandma (and I totally need to call her back today because I love her to death and she says things like, "I read your book and I laughed so hard I had to go sit on the toilet!" Because she was afraid she was going to pee herself, of course), it was really nice to not have all the other calls. I spent time with my husband and children and yes, part of that time was at the Mall, which I hate, it was still quality time. (And I went because he loves me and wants me to go and do things with him and also because it's necessary for me to monitor such things because he tried on a pair of pants that were $83 and I was like, "Dude. A pair of khaki pants for $83? Do they include a car?" and frankly, I don't want him to spend $11000 on pants. Okay? Thanks)
I've totally forgotten my point.
Oh yeah. Turn off your phone and play Go Fish with your kids.