First, the keypad is getting stuck, so that all of a sudden I’ve dialed 2503333333333333. Two or three times in a row.
Second, it often gets this psychic thing going, where it dials what it senses is the appropriate number. I wouldn’t mind if it could get it right, but it never does and I have to admit, I’m getting tired of apologizing to strangers.
I was tolerating the previous two complaints, but now the straw has finally broken this camel’s back! Where the battery was before just “kind of/maybe” failing, now it’s draining charge like a bathtub losing water. Consequently, for the last week we’ve had to stand right beside the homebase while talking, which–under normal circumstances–might be like using an “old fashioned” phone and perhaps fun, but these are not normal circumstances.
Rather, these are unusual and unfun circumstances.
Mostly because in order to get to the homebase, one has to squeeze between my desk, bookshelf and guitar which leaves one with about 8 square inches of standing room, IF one bends over and then twists to avoid the lamp and the printer.
It’s not very dignified and it’s damned annoying to have people crawling all over my stuff while they’re chatting.
Plus, there’s no privacy. Hello?! I’m your mother! I didn’t want to hear that!
So, why the hold up on getting a replacement? It’s not the money, but rather my sentimental soul (I know, hard to believe I have one after the mini-rant, but I do!).
On our answering machine there are two messages that I’ve been saving–messages from people who don’t call anymore and never will again. They are right at the beginning of the recording space and when we come home from somewhere and I press “play”, my heart just smiles when I hear those lovely angels.
To say the least, I was feeling decidedly gloomy about having to purchase a replacement phone/answering machine. But then (LIGHTBULB!), I remembered this great program that the girls had from school last year called Audacity. Basically, it’s a recording/editing program. I fired up that puppy, plugged in the microphone, clicked “record” on the computer and pressed “play” on the answering machine and now I have my angels recorded in three different sound formats.
Life is good. 🙂