Hello, my name is Les and I am an addict!

I  knew from the moment I realized it, this wasn’t going to go well. It’s like the itch you can’t reach, the tickle in your throat that just won’t go away. Once you know it’s there, you can’t stop thinking about.

“No no no no no no no” chanting over and over in my head, like saying it wasn’t going to make it so.  There is one way to drive an addict mad, take away the access to their addiction….

Already running behind this morning, I grabbed up my stuff, my daughter’s bag for daycare and thankfully remembered to actually grab my daughter too before running out the door. Punctuality has never been a strong suit for me, especially in the mornings. Routine is the key. After a night of getting in late, trying to give my poor girl a breathing treatment and finally crawling in bed at midnight, I just ignored the fact I wasn’t prepared for the morning that was approaching quickly. Sleep was all I was concerned with.

Of course, because it’s Monday, nothing was organized, the bovine hunter had to leave early and Aida needed a breathing treatment, so I over slept. Okay really it’s the same time I get up every morning, it just happens to be 20 minutes (or so) after my alarm goes off. In a hurry to get down stairs, I skipped a few primping steps (thankfully I am married to Mr. Right so I can skimp on beauty) and rushed off to take over the parenting responsibilities. We were managing, we were in the car almost to school and I felt it. It wasn’t there and now I knew it. Had it been any other thing, I would have brushed it off with an “oh well” and not given it another thought. This however was not something I could do without, this was my life line.

How would I make it through the day without my CELL PHONE!!!

So plan b, I asked my darling hubby to bring it with him when he met me for lunch! Well as you can guess, he FORGOT it!!! (Granted after taking our daughter to the doctor for me today, he was off the hook). I think this is the point when I began to sweat, itch and have withdrawals. I was so close, yet so far away! I would now have to survive 3 more hours without it!

I did give some thought to blowing off work and being late returning from lunch, all so I could go home and get my phone. I mean by this time the poor phone probably thought I had abandoned it for good. After much debate, I decided to put my big girl panties on one again and suck it up! I would just have to wait!

What can't you "live without"?