it was one of those hours. you know, the hour when you are constantly making silly mistakes, or running into things with your hip or arm, or when you drop your phone in the pool !!!!!
oh my gosh. yes.
i was helping wyatt get into the pool for his swim lesson and bent over, allowing my phone to fall out of it's designated pocket straight into the nice, warm, chlorinated water. BOO. i'm so sad. i can still text people and browse around (for who knows how long?), and i can call people, but there's no audio. so my phone might call you, but i can't hear the ringer and i can't hear you if you pick up and happily (or grumpily) greet me.
i can't find a small, really small, screwdriver to open my phone up...but i'm still burying it in a bowl full of rice, hoping it'll do some sort of magic. the flash has been lit up ever since i dropped it in the pool, won't turn off. i'm getting worried. my renewal date isn't for another nine months...NINE months. ahhh!
panic mode, panic mode!!