Texas Deb and the iPhone Detox Part II

Ok. After I posted yesterday I immediately had the urge to pick up my phone and check the analytics for my page. I write from my soul so when I put myself out there I get antsy about whether or not I’ll get a positive response.

I distracted myself with what should be a paid full time position in my house: laundry. An hour of that and I needed to go pick up my daughter from school.

I pulled out of the driveway in my stinky mom van and not even out of the neighborhood my driver’s side window slid down a couple of inches.

Then it teased me with another bump downwards into the recess of my door. After a panicked couple of pulls on the switch to get it to go back up if twitched and shrank into the door’s skinny abyss not unlike the wicked witch of the east under Dorothy’s House.

Why isn’t there a manual back up option for all this automatic junk??

Did I tell you it was cold?

And drizzly?

And it feels like the sky has a disgusting perpetual runny nose and I’m so sick and tired of winter?

yeah. 36 degrees and drizzle in my face as I drove to pick up my daughter.

Now, I’ve never been on the late to pick up naughty list. The lazy mom tardy to school and show up in my jammies list, yes of course. But the late to pick up list? That’s for crazy emergencies like car crashes and alien invasions.

I’ve thankfully avoided those scenarios and have never been added to that particular list of shame and I aim to keep it that way. A car window stuck down in the cold and rain was hardly going to stop me from picking up my girl plus, anyone I’d ask for help was otherwise engaged at the time.

So, there I was with the heater blaring and protecting the left side of my body because I’d jumped in the car in a t shirt and workout pants not realizing I would be exposed to the elements.

Then, literally half wet had to march myself up to the building to get her.

My first instinct was to post a status on Facebook about how ridiculous this all was and how our theme for the last few weeks has been mild disaster after another what with the plumbing, my third sinus infection of the year, my girl having issues at school and let’s not forget my stupid broken toe.

I wanted to share. I mean, how ridiculous!

Alas, I made a promise to myself. Decrease the screen time, be purposeful. I ended up purposefully pouting for a bit but, after I got over it I will say things got better.

I got my kids to Wednesday bible class on time almost completely unbothered that my window was held up with three beautiful strands of black duct tape and I was hobbling around in my cute surgical shoe.

Not exactly life changing progress but it’s only day one.