My beautiful new(ish) phone is broken.
Obviously I have no insurance for it so there is no new phone for free :(
I want to cry. I did this, I am an idiot. Rationally I know it’s just a thing but it is my thing & in my world there aren’t that many of those really these days.
Mr DOMADQ has quite rightly pointed out I still have my old phone so all is not lost but (and I feel like I am adopting a teenage whinge) Facebook isn’t working on it and neither is the internet. Obviously neither are life threatening ailments but still…..*sticks out bottom lip*
Being my hero Mr D has just rushed off into town to try & buy me a new one. He says he’s not cross with me (but I would be), I do know he wishes I could ‘just make do with what I have at the moment’ and I’m not really certain why I can’t because that would definitely be the sensible thing to do. But am not feeling sensible, am feeling like a teenage 37 year old and I am sulking.
