A Good Day

Today is a good day -- and maybe it's just my perspective because yesterday was such a BAD day. Let me back up a bit. On Monday I decided to buy a new phone. As I've made everyone reading aware, I live at nearly 9200 ft above sea level. Which is another way of saying I live in the middle of nowhere. There are no cell towers where I live and cell reception is absolutely non-existent. For the past 2+ years I've had Verizon and have used their network extender, which really doesn't extend my signal to more than 1 bar (on a good day). So I decided to take the plunge and go with the latest and greatest phone from T-Mobile. The Samsung Galaxy S III makes and takes calls over wireless so it was perfect for up here on my mountain.

Anyway, I ordered the phone on Monday. As soon as I ordered it I realized that I ported over my old number to my new phone and realized that if the new phone didn't come in within the 24 hours it was supposed to come in I would be without a cell phone. So I called Customer Service, who assured me that the phone would be there Tuesday afternoon, right about the time my old phone number ported over to the new phone. Okay, I was happy.

The next morning I found out that they had already ported my number. I checked the shipping tracking number and the found out that UPS decided my phone wasn't important enough to ship within 24 hours and decided that 4 day shipping was more appropriate. I freaked out and called both T-Mobile and Verizon who said it was too late to un-port my number and that I would just have to wait until Friday to have a new phone. I gritted my teeth and said FINE!

So Friday (yesterday) came. I called UPS to make sure that they were on their way. I was assured that they were. Around 12:00 I checked the tracking number and it said that my package had already been delivered. Um...what? So I checked the front and side decks and there was no package to be seen. I called UPS Customer Service and they said that there was a note that the package was left on my front deck. Fail.

On a hunch, I drove down to the bottom of my driveway. Sure enough, hanging from a tree was my new phone (in a clear garbage bag to save it from the falling snow, I'm sure). Feeling phone-deprived for the better part of a week I drove back up to the house and ripped into the packaging. I admired it's light weight. I oohed over it's pretty blue color. I turned it on. Then I peeled off the protective sticker and saw...

That the bottom of the screen was completely cracked. AAUUGGGHHH!!!!!

I called T-Mobile Customer Service. She acted like she was doing me the hugest favor ever by sending me a new phone. I literally screamed at her like she was one of my children (did I just write that?) when she said it would get here Monday. It took a while to calm me down. Oh, who am I kidding I'm STILL mad.

Anyway, as I said at the beginning of this post (which I realize was quite a while ago now), today was a good day. I took my cracked phone to N's gymnastics meet and recorded her beam routine. It was a very good meet for her, the judging was fair and she got 2nd place on beam and floor. She got 4th place on bars and All Around. Her bar routine was flawless until the dismount, which had too much power and she ended up taking a few steps and almost falling over. Such a bummer, she would have easily taken bars and first place All Around if she had stuck her landing (which she had in warm-up just minutes before). Oh well, she still had a good day and is pretty happy with all of her medals.