I realized that I left my phone in Daddy’s car almost right after he dropped me at the station.
Before the withdrawal symptoms set in, I thought it was not exactly a bad situation to be in. Not bad.. Not having my phone today means I can focus better today. But withdrawal symptoms set in when I sat down in the train.
so what do I do now?
I’m so used to catching up on my emails / Facebook / blogging on the go that I suddenly have no idea what to do with all that time. 25 minutes is a lot of time for me.
I looked at what I had in the bag and immediately found something to do. Clean my bag of the receipts and papers I’ve randomly thrown in because I was in a rush.
I looked up from furiously sorting the papers in my bag once in a while and saw a few people who were watching me sort my bag and people looking at their mobile devices. More people looking at their mobile devices.
20 minutes later I ended up with this:
It was manageable too for the rest of the day. Just that I had nothing to read whilst pumping milk, nothing to note down the groceries I had to buy after work.
Only thing was that I was supposed to have a call tonight. Not impossible without my phone but difficulty level became significantly higher for a variety of reasons.
“Just do it” I told myself. Before I left, I log back into the network to print the call detail, thinking to myself “maybe the call will be cancelled tonight. I logged in and saw this:
This is a good Monday by my standards. So grateful!