Well, almost. I mean I do have a flair for the dramatic, just a little.
I do admit that I have a lot of crazy traits–obsessive deleting, inability to cook pasta, screaming NOT IT in the middle of conversations with the Hubby, deafness (only when I hear something I don’t want to do), and I suppose I am a bit quirky. BUT these are all things Hubby loves about me…right Hubby?
But, I just CAN’T.STOP.TEXTING. I admit it. I am obsessed.Rather than pick up the phone (EVER) I just text. Everyone, everwhere, all the time. This is where we get into the “ruining my marriage” part. The BILL. Not pretty people, not pretty AT ALL.
Me (trying to hide the Sprint bill, miserably failing)
Hubby: What have you got there?
Me: Hmmm you aren’t going to like it. My cell bill.
Hubby: How much did you go over THIS time? I mean you HAVE 1000 texts! I have 200 and I never go over!
Me (in true addict form): I know, but it isn’t enough, it is just NOT ENOUGH…really; I promise not to do it next time (all lies, mind you)
Hubby (sighing heavily): Do you have to text so much? Why don’t you just call people?
Me: Because I HATE talking to people. Texting is in and out… I don’t have to talk and if I am bored…I can just stop texting. You should blame my cousin for teaching me!
Hubby (exasperated): BUT, you always text back; it is like you ALWAYS have to have the last word!
Me (still in denial): They must have messed it up somewhere….right? I know…I know…..it is a serious problem! Do you think they have a Texter’s Anonymous?
Me (inspired by genius): I know! We should just pitch a “texting only” plan to the cell company….do you think they would go for it? That is what I need!