I feel like I have traveled back in time… Things I’ve been taking for granted for years now have disappeared from my life. I have mixed emotions about how it makes me feel.
About a month ago we ported our telephone, Internet, and television service to our new home. The problem is we don’t live there yet. The house is in the process of being gutted and completely renovated. We wanted to be able to keep an eye on the contractors with Internet cameras when we were unable to be at the house. And since we wanted to keep our old telephone number the only way we could do it was to move the service instead of adding another account. Since I barely watch TV I don’t miss having service. Using my phone or a hot spot for Internet however is making me crazy. I miss high speed Wi-Fi!
And as for the phone…
The other day I had to wait for a delivery. I rushed out of work and immediately took advantage of the Internet at the house and logged back in. Despite the sawing, drilling, and hammering I was on speed. I was getting so much done. So long after the shower bases were dropped off I was still sitting on my folding table typing away.
As the sun began to set, I figured I probably should head back to the beach. I wasn’t sure what the dinner plan was so I figured I’d call home to see if my husband wanted me to pick up a vegetable or something on my way home. I knew he’d be home from work already so I grabbed my cell and dialed the number.
The phone rang once.
The phone at the new house rang once.
“Oh crap!” I muttered to myself as I held onto my cell phone and maneuvered through construction material to the one phone we had at the house.
“Hello?” I answered, a bit winded.
No one was there.
“HELLO!” I said again.
Again, no one replied.
I shook my head frustrated. And as I hung up the phone I realized I had called myself.