Returning to the dark ages

There will be large gasps for breath and shrieks of horror when I make this announcement. I'm no longer in the modern cell phone world, instead I'm back in the dark ages and couldn't be happier.

I graduated to the smart phone world a few years ago when I purchased a Blackberry. I was on contract and kept this phone for two years but never really liked it. It was too much for my pea brain. The keys were way too tiny for my chunky fingers, and I always hit wrong numbers, letters, etc. Also, I never used all the functions so when the contract was up, and with a divorce pending, I decided to try another route to save money.

Budgeting is important to me now more than ever so I decided on a preprice plan, $50 for talk, text and web. Note: I blame my soon-to-be-ex and my boss for my new budget, mainly because they are men. Also my boss (who has a great sense of humor :)) controls my paycheck and well, my soon-to-be-ex, I think is self-explanatory. :)

The plan worked but I hated the phone, which has lasted only one month. It was a Droid and full of aps and had a touch screen. The texting about drove me up the wall. I was constantly hitting wrong letters, and I don't even want to go into making a phone call. Also, Boost coverage is not right for me.

This weekend I purchased a cheap flip phone and love it. If I get decent signal coverage it's a winner. I don't dread using my phone anymore. Over the past month, there were many times I've wanted to throw the Droid in the river, in front of an 18-wheeler or watch it die a slow agonizing death. At this point in my life I hope I never have to use another Droid or even Droid's brother or sister.

Overall, I'm really am adaptable person so my phone handicap is surprising to me. But I must say being in the dark ages is alot less stressful. Ah, peace!