The Cell Phone Story

Oh man. Why is is the littlest things that cause us the most trouble. As y'all know, I got a new phone a couple weeks ago. But first let's back up a couple of weeks.

There was one Thursday night that Wife and I went out. When we got home we hung out with my mom and I accidently dropped my phone. Whoops! I do it all the time so I wasn't too worried about it. I should have been more worried about it. My phone now looked like a weird ass spider web. Yay for broken phones.
I wasn't too worried about it because I knew that my contract was up soon.

My face when I realized what happened

So, I go to AT&T like a week later and decide to not get a new phone at the time. Blake and I were going to start our own plan. Like adults because I guess that's what adults do and stuff. I was fine with mooching off people for awhile. Like a damn child, because secretly I am one.

Our plan was to wait a week or something. So we wait. And now I'm at the two week point and dammit-I-just-want-a-phone-without-a-spider-web-screen and nobody has made this possible yet! We go to the Sprint store (who I'm not a fan of so far. AT&T forever) and decide that we're gonna do this. By now it's Wednesday, one day short of 3 weeks with a shitty screen. We get all set up to start our own plan when Sprint says that Blake can't just leave his parent's plan and has to have their permission or something like that. Why does he need permission? Why? I was irritated.

We agree that on Thursday I'm gonna get a new phone and for real this time!

Wednesday comes around and I'm cooking dinner for me and Teag and texting to my little heart's content.I put my phone down and continue to cook dinner. I sit down and start eating and I realize I must have left my phone in the kitchen. No big deal. After we get done, I decide to look for it. Only to realize that I had no fucking clue where it was. We searched our house for 5 hours looking for my phone. I used every method I could think of to try and find it. It didn't matter, we couldn't find it. And to this day I still have no clue where it's at!

I go all night Wednesday and all day Thursday without said phone. Not a big deal. It was kind of a big deal. Thursday night finally rolls around and I meet Blake at the Sprint store (who I hate by the way) and we get all set up and ready to roll. I'm pumped to have a phone again but even more pumped that it's newer than what I had. I go home and set it all up. Then it comes time to restore my backup from my old phone. I start this long tedious process and drift off to dreamland. I wake up in the a.m. fully prepared to have a great day with my new phone. I can't though. My new phone froze in the process of loading. I just got a new phone and it already didn't work. I was pissed. I drive up to the Sprint store and they swap it out for free (because I sure as shit wasn't paying for it) and everything is dandy again. I have a phone that works, I'm headed to my local Sephora because it's brand new and they're having a grand opening with a free sample bag. I'm on cloud 9 right now.

I get in my car, start it up, just to realize that the transmission is done...