i’m moving my massage business to a new location at the end of next week, and i have to buy some stuff in order to do so, and i can’t be squandering money left and right, higgegdly piggedly, hither and yon.
so, the day before yesterday i decided to buy a new cell phone. mine is old, very old, not too huge but not tiny enough, and i’ve dropped it approximately a billion times, usually on really hard pavement, so it’s all dinged up. and i’ve spent about six thousand dollars on new hands-free things. i’m a firm believer in hand-free things, so i can drive and talk on the phone all the livelong day. but i keep losing them, or i step on them and break them, or they spontaneously fall apart, or sometimes all of the above. the latest one i have suddenly started making horrible, high-pitched noises in the ears of people who i was talking to.
i decided that since my phone was so old and battered, i might as well buy an all-new one. it was cute, shiny, a samsung flip phone. it didn’t cost so much with the huge rebate, and it seemed like a happy new thing.
money can’t buy happiness? maybe not; i’ve never had enough money to test that theory, but i think that i might be able to prove them wrong, because there are all kinds of good things i could think of that i’d like to have that cost plenty of money. but i can say that new things don’t really buy happiness, on the other hand. maybe if it had lived up to its shiny potential, i’d have been happy. but i dialed the phone and it would say “all lines or busy,” or it wouldn’t connect at all. the hands-free thing caused lots of static on the other end, so i bought a different one, but i had the same problem. the new phone didn’t seem to have as many features that i liked as the old one. it had a bunch of fancy junk, like more games, and the possibility of internet access and stuff like that, which i don’t care about. and i didn’t like the way the volume had to be adjusted. plus the ring tone i liked automatically vibrated as well as ringing, and i don’t want any vibrating unless i want it.
so this morning i took it back, including the nice little case that would have kept it from getting bashed in constantly. i have my old phone again, with all the features programmed just like i want, and i’m very happy with it. this afternoon i’m going to go invest in a new hands-free thing, and then my old phone will be perfect. i’m saving money, i learned a valuable lesson, all is good.
well, ok, all isn’t actually good, not at all, but at least things with my phone are fine. i’m sure i could draw some kind of parallel here, about being content with what you’ve got, and the fact that sometimes it takes something different to make you realize how you were much better off with the familiar thing you loved, no matter how imperfect it may be, and all of that.
but i won’t.
ok ok ok,
grace