Yesterday, I sent a text message for the first time. Ever.
Yes, I am that lame. I didn't even get a cell phone until 2006. And then it was a pre-paid by-the-minute Tracfone. (You know, a drug dealer phone.) We bought it so I could always get ahold of M when I was pregnant with Scott and after I had him, I just kept using it. But as little as possible. I just didn't want to spend the money. I have been eeking by on that phone used mostly for emergencies for the last six years. (Do I have to relinquish my geek license???)
I waited until 2012 to send a text message at first because I wasn't willing to type it out on the number pad. And then it kind of became a claim to fame. So even when people texted me, I wouldn't text them back because how could I possibly waste my first text ever on something so boring?
But I gave in. It was time. I finally feel like I'm missing out on things because I didn't really have a cell phone. I won't bore you with all the little incidents, but I just knew it was time. (Not to mention the fact that my six year old phone wouldn't hold a charge very long anymore and I needed a new phone anyway.)
So I bought a new phone! With a keyboard! And I signed up for a cheap monthly plan. So still no contract, but it's still way closer to "normal person." And I sent my first text message ever to my best friend. (I knew if I totally screwed up she wouldn't laugh at me too much.) (Turns out: hard to screw up.)
For how "tech savvy" I am in some ways, it does seem strange how backwards I can be too. I'd never texted until yesterday. We still don't have a DVR or even cable TV. We just get by with what our TV antennae receives. But I blog, use Facebook and Pinterest...
And for my 2nd text ever, I tweeted.
I don't make any sense, do I?