Without you :'(

~ "Adapt or perish, now as ever, is nature's inexorable imperative." - H. G. Wells ~

Unfortunately, I've had to adapt very quickly tonight.  Not only has my blog post changed dramatically from what I was originally going to blog about but I've been challenged by some extenuating circumstances (don't worry, I'll still blog about what I wanted to blog about tonight...I guess that's a blog post for another day, eh Sarah!).  As you know, last night I finished my blog post with the intention of watching the movie Rent but instead I went to bed.  Barely 24 hours later, I'm at home, filled with sorrow, humming a song from Rent:  Without You!  Before I begin to explain, I'd like to set the mood so go ahead and play the following song (again, I apologize for all of the videos but I'm enjoying having access to all of my favourite videos/songs and links all in one blog!):

Or maybe you would prefer Mary J. Blige’s Be Without You (love this song and the video....mmmmm Terence Howard!):  

Or maybe you would prefer U2’s With or Without You:

Now that we’ve set the mood with whatever song you chose, I think it’s time I told you why I’m feeling so…lost…without…my…(wait for it)…iPhone :(

Tonight, I had dinner at my parents’ so when I arrived home and realized that I didn’t have my baby iPhone (the apple of my eye!), I immediately started to panic…Where could she be?  Did I leave her with my parents?  Or maybe at the store (we stopped for groceries before coming home)? Or maybe she fell out of my pocket? Or maybe she fell in a snow bank when I got out of the car and is screaming “help! I’ve fallen and I can’t get up” but nobody can hear her?  Or maybe she’s in the car?  Or maybe I left her at my BFF’s (oh yeah, I forgot to mention that we also stopped at my BFF’s on our way home!)?  Or maybe she fell out of my pocket when I was getting into my car at my BFF’s and as I was driving away, I ran over my iPhone?  She could be laying in a million pieces on the road…cold and all alone?  So I picked up my home phone (I know, I know...it's antiquated but so am I!) and dialed my iPhone's number, hoping she was simply buried in the bottom of my purse (note to self:  clean out your purse!) but I didn’t hear that oh so soothing sound of my iPhone ringing.  Or maybe she's on silent (oh no!!!)?  Not only did I not hear her ringing (or vibrating), no one answered the phone so I couldn’t help but conclude that she was not at my parents’ nor at my BFF’s because they would have answered my phone, right?  Oh dear, my iPhone must be doomed!

I immediately called my parents to see if the phone was there (or maybe it was outside their house?).  I was told that...wait for it...yes, my iPhone was safe and sound at their house (cue Leonard Cohen...Hallelujah!!!).  Wait a minute...why didn’t they answer my iPhone when I called???  The reason: they didn’t know how to answer it :P

I still can’t believe I left without my beloved iPhone!  It's become a part of my body...a part of me!  I never leave home without it!  I always have it by my side, at home, in the bath, at work, everywhere!  Can you relate to the dependent relationship I have developed with my iPhone?  Can you empathize with the separation anxiety that I am feeling right now? 

Unfortunately, I live 40 minutes away from my parents so heading back to their house at 9:45 tonight to pick up my iPhone was not an option (I'm tired, okay?).  I know, I know…if she was that important to me (like a child!) I would have jumped in my car and picked up my phone without thinking about the 80 minute-long road trip.  Regardless of what you think (please don't judge me!), I do feel lost without her!  How am I going to wake up in the morning without my trusted alarm? What music will I listen to if I want to dance around the house?  What if John Cusack tries to call me? How will I play Scrabble?  What if I need a photo that was taken with my phone?   How will I communicate with my BFF without texting?   How will I check Facebook or Twitter?  What will I do without all of my trusted apps?  What if I need to access the information in one of the hundreds of notes that I've created on my phone?  What if John Cusack tries to call me again?  How will I know how to contact someone on my contact list (no one memorizes phone numbers anymore!)?  Oh my gosh...how willl anyone be able to communicate with me???  It's like living in the 80's all over again!   Wow...I never realized how obsessed dependent I was (am!) on my iPhone so yes, I will miss my iPhone dearly until we are reunited tomorrow!!!

P.S.  If you need to reach me, you can call me on my home phone, or you can send me an e-mail at my work addy or yahoo addy or hotmail addy, or you could leave me a comment on my blog, or send me a Facebook message, or send me a message on Twitter, all of which I can access with my home or work laptop, or you can text me or call me on my work Blackberry, or you could just come knock on my door :)