Talking on the phone makes me nervous. I'm a grown woman, I know. But I still hate doing it. Never my best showing. I stumble over my words, ramble to point that I wish I could tell myself to shut up and I pace.
No matter if I start the phone call in a chair or not, I end up pacing back and forth in the room I'm in. I might even spread it out over a few rooms, just to spice it up a bit.
My new calling requires me to make lots of phone calls, and I'm honestly never more happy then when I hear that answering machine *beep* (strike that... I ramble there too... shoot.)
Oh man am I with you! Its a miracle I don't have grooves worn into my kitchen/living/piano room floors. Whitney is familiar enough with my anxiety that if the phone rings and I don't move, she says, "we're just gonna let the answering machine get it today, huh mom?"
ReplyDeleteI am a firm believer in not letting the phone rule my life. I will get to it when I feel like it...unless it's a child or the school calling, then I run to get it. That's the beauty of caller-id. I love it! Just wondering what your new calling is, Jenner. Visiting Teaching Supervisor?
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ReplyDeleteI have figured out how to get my comments to post. If anyone is having the same problem, don't check "keep me signed in" When I unchecked it, my comment posted. I had to ask Richard to quit answering the phone on our date night and told all children not to call unless it was an emergency.
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