don't call me, i'll call you...

...or, y'know, not.

I suppose that I should eventually mention the current phone fun around these parts. As I said previously, my cell recently gave up on me*. I tried a new battery but the transplant was unsuccessful**. I went about two-and-a-half weeks without a cell (not a big deal for me). I now have a new (very similar) phone to replace the one that stuck with me for almost/about five years (I can't remember exactly).

Pretty much as soon as I got a new working phone, our home phone went haywire. We bought it at Goodwill a while back to replace the phone that Cardo brought to our shared home. It's cordless with a built-in answering machine in the base. We can no longer use the controls on the base to play our messages. This would be okay because we can listen to the messages with the handset.

Except...when we listen to the messages on the handset, they play super quickly. The message-leavers don't sound like chipmunks, just like they're talking super-fast.

So, the plan is for me to eventually find our old answering machine and connect it to the new (corded) Goodwill phone we picked up last week. It's been probably about five weeks since our phone has been doing this.

Cardo's cell is working well [knock on wood], and, around these parts, that's what really matters.

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* It's oh-so-easy to revert to cliché. Here, I wanted to say "gave up the ghost."

** And, here, I wanted to say, "but no dice."