Great Phone Debacle…

*sigh*
As the battery of my current phone is near death…I’m having to charge it half way through the day, inconvenient to say the least, & there is that whole airport toilet thing…I thought I’d get a new phone. That, apparently, was a mistake. *frowns*
I checked and double checked the service availability. Straight Talk’s website said it would work in this area…Walmart’s website said it would work in this area…Okay, they both agreed, figured that was good. [As they do have phones that Straight Talk say will work here, and Walmart’s says no they won’t.]
Mum & I had talked about making sure to check the signal before doing anything…Of course, then I got home from shopping, it was late…I had been standing forever to get service to get the bloody thing off the shelf to begin with too…I was tired and I just wanted to get things in motion. SO…OF course, I FORGOT to check to see what the signal looked like before starting the porting process. *sigh*
Now…I’m waiting for it to port, so it can tell me it won’t work, as there is no signal. A few times I’ve gotten one tiny bar on it, but it quickly disappears. *frowns*
Porting can take up to 2 days…Then I’m going to have to switch it back, hoping I don’t have to get a new card for my good phone. [As I had to pay for a card for the new phone too, and will most likely not get that back in any way shape or form.]
So yeah…I’m most likely facing a couple days without a phone. Which, yeah…Shouldn’t be a big deal…It’s not like I didn’t grow up without the technology even. BUT (and you know that was coming), it is a convenience, but it’s also what I use as my home phone. We got rid of the landline, and ‘home’ phone we have now is a free cell phone, which is hard to hear on, and in general is a crappy phone.
On top of that…It is the majority of how Wasil and I communicate. And although that has been a source of aggravation on occasion too…I hate the thought of the ability not being there.

Homework…Yeah…Need to get to that. At least the writing/typing up of my 3rd observation, as it’s due Tuesday. Need to type up the definitions for the chapter for that class too.

When Sonja gets up I need to have her help me on my PowerPoint. We were suppose to do that when we got home from shopping…But, as I said, it was late, and I was irritable, and then the phone stuff…But it’s due Wednesday, and I have school Tuesday night…So, today is the best shot. I also need to get my foldables done. Which, honestly, I thought I was going to do for my art Friday night…Instead, I couldn’t get my head to wrap around it. Went in search of something else, as it was getting late. Couldn’t find anything that was getting my brain going at first. When I finally did, I couldn’t find the supplies I needed. I nearly [Nearly? Seriously? Be honest!]…Okay, I DID have a bit of a break down. [Bit?] {Hush voice in my head, you are annoying.} ANYWAY…Sonja found my tools, as she had had them last, and forgot to put them back. I scrounged to find some things…I do like the end results, although, as I said in my Coyote Creations entry…I do wish it was with better quality supplies now. [Yeah…I need to go through all my stuff, reorganize, and find out what I need and can use…BUT…As long as I’ve got school & homework…Don’t see that happening…So, maybe January 2016? *falls over*]

Mum ‘rescued’ another dog…I swear, we need a sign that says we take in strays, or something.
Mum went to get the door fixed on my Blazer (Yay by the way…It’s not quite right, but I can use it again, so that’s all that matters at this point.)…The woman who does the office stuff, is somehow related to the thing my Mum was seeing for a while (they are now parted, mostly because Mum refused to move in with him, and insisted she have plenty of time to spend with her actual family), was saying she was going to be getting rid of her dog (one Mum knew, and when she use to go out there, would curl up on her lap), because it was getting into the garbage at night. So…Yeah…We ended up with her.
Her name is Dee…She is…A YorkChiPooJack…&&…Sonja’s dog, Poochie’s sister! Littermate even. Except she’s black and short haired, instead of white and long haired. They are about the same size, though Poochie is a tiny bit bigger in places. But they don’t look like they should be related…I will have to get pictures. [She actually reminds me of a little dog we had when I was growing up…I actually started crying when I realized she looked like him. Gods, I swear, sometimes I’m so mental.]

Well…I need to get to doing something that looks like homework. So I is out of here for the moment…