This morning I was on the deck having my breakfast. Mr. Fixit was still in bed. I received a text from him: “I’m up.” Just to show him how tech savvy I am, I replied, “Good 4 u.”
A little while ago I was at the computer when he came upstairs and almost reached the door to the computer room. Before entering, he turned around without saying a word. A bit later, another text: “Did you throw out the spaghetti?”
I think I may have created a monster when I suggested making changes in our phone service. I have a feeling that until the “new” wears off, texting (I hate that word) will be our main method of communication.
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