Cell Frenzy!

I just finished paying my phone bill—my wireless phone bill. What a trauma. I don’t know how or why but I can never get my passwords and /or ID’s to match when I go to pay online. Invariably, I end up calling the service line and the “ voice” politely and happily takes my money.

I am so terrified of loosing passwords and Ids and then eternally being locked out of my account I have done unpardonable. I used the same password across the board on ALL my accounts. I know this is stupid but I have lost too many accounts do to not being able to remember a password. I tried writing each one down but that failed me when I would loose my wallet or book or password. So, I am living on the edge one password for nearly all my accounts. I get by. I have not been violated yet (Nock on word). It’s too bad thee is not another way to keep this information available for accessing in time of need but I guess the big issue is to just bight the bullet and be responsible and figure out a safe, adult way to protect my passwords yet have them readily available in times of need.

Really, I should just get rid of the service. I hardly use the service. I have the cheapest plan available. The cost will increase soon when I have to update my service because my technology is so old. I have to get a TMD(?) phone or what ever—the one I have is so old I can never get replacement parts for it. I think cells are a young people thing. I use it for emergencies like locked out of the house, flat tires or if I am running late. I try to force my self to use my “minutes” but it is too difficult to talk that long. So, now, I must upgrade spend more a month and still hardly ever use it.

I drove the van to the train station today—supposed to be this major storm for the return trip. I know I caved—at least I did not drive all the way in to work.