Disconnected

It was as if my right arm was amputated today. I was without phone for 19 long hours. An entire work day with voice mails backing up and emails unread. What if Ella's daycare called? What if the offer on our house went through? What if I was finally selected to be on "What Not to Wear"? The screen was completely shattered but alerts for incoming text messages and the ringing continued. My phone was mocking me and I practically broke out in hives. I really could have done without the reality check on how reliant I am on my telephone. It was repaired this evening and harmony was restored. My name is Sarah, and I am an addict.