My Phone

I think it’s time to accept it. My phone is not going to recover from it’s swim in the toilet.

le sigh.

In the scheme of things, this is but a bump. A wrinkle. A minor annoyance. It rankles to have to pay to get a replacement, but fortunately we have the insurance. I won’t have to pay more than $100. [Unless I can convince them I had NOTHING to do with the liquid trapped behind the screen.]

It’s suspended in rice still. Hoping against hope that the screen will be clear of water when I wake up tomorrow. [That will make it 48 hours suspended in rice. Maybe it will! Still hoping.]

It’s not quite time for me to desperately need my phone. That won’t be until next week.

le sigh.

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