Let me check my calendar
"What are you doing six months from yesterday?"
How should I know??! I'm meticulous about what I'm at work and when I teach yoga, but don't expect me to remember off the top of my head what I'm doing in six months, on a weekend, at precisely 2:00pm.
So...I've become a slave to my handy, dandy, trusty calendar...on my Droid.
Yes, it's pathetic. I admit it, and I am NOT proud of this revelation.
I dash for my purse with a sinking feeling in my heart. I slide the screen open to reveal my calendar and select the correct one (yes, I have TWO calendars...one for personal appointments and one for my business) and quickly find that in six months I'm doing exactly.... nothing. Damn!
I mark the date, make an appointment, set the reminders; one for the event itself and another to buy a gift. Yes, this is going to require shelling out some cash! I then forget all about this all important event until all kinds of bells and whistles alert me 48 hours before the event, that I MUST attend lil johnnie's birthday party at the local pool. Oh joy!.
When did I become so dependent on technology!! I don't even wear a wristwatch anymore for crissakes! Nope, I grab my phone when I want to find out the time.
Am I one of those people that check my phone often throughout the day just to see if I've gotten any new messages, phone calls, or emails? Yep. Guilty as charged.
Do I panic when my green bars turn orange. You better believe it buster!
Have I been known to be late for work because I couldn't leave home without finding my phone? Hangs head in remorse
Do I feel loved and appreciated when someone sends me a txt message, even if it is a payment reminder to pay my cellular bill? Yeppers!
Can I effectively answer your question on what I'm doing on the 12th of never? In a freakin hearbeat, ...just let me check my calendar!
How should I know??! I'm meticulous about what I'm at work and when I teach yoga, but don't expect me to remember off the top of my head what I'm doing in six months, on a weekend, at precisely 2:00pm.
So...I've become a slave to my handy, dandy, trusty calendar...on my Droid.
Yes, it's pathetic. I admit it, and I am NOT proud of this revelation.
I dash for my purse with a sinking feeling in my heart. I slide the screen open to reveal my calendar and select the correct one (yes, I have TWO calendars...one for personal appointments and one for my business) and quickly find that in six months I'm doing exactly.... nothing. Damn!
I mark the date, make an appointment, set the reminders; one for the event itself and another to buy a gift. Yes, this is going to require shelling out some cash! I then forget all about this all important event until all kinds of bells and whistles alert me 48 hours before the event, that I MUST attend lil johnnie's birthday party at the local pool. Oh joy!.
When did I become so dependent on technology!! I don't even wear a wristwatch anymore for crissakes! Nope, I grab my phone when I want to find out the time.
Am I one of those people that check my phone often throughout the day just to see if I've gotten any new messages, phone calls, or emails? Yep. Guilty as charged.
Do I panic when my green bars turn orange. You better believe it buster!
Have I been known to be late for work because I couldn't leave home without finding my phone? Hangs head in remorse
Do I feel loved and appreciated when someone sends me a txt message, even if it is a payment reminder to pay my cellular bill? Yeppers!
Can I effectively answer your question on what I'm doing on the 12th of never? In a freakin hearbeat, ...just let me check my calendar!
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