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How many blogs start: “as I get older…”? Well; as I get older, I understand why I enjoy packing for a trip. For me it’s like the house is on fire and you can only take what you can carry out, and you better take your best stuff! My prescription sunglasses, my iPhone and my reusable Starbucks cup have become my “best stuff”. I have found out how important by losing all 3.
Recently I went on a 4 hour, late night kayak trip with my mortgage broker. As we pulled up to the dock at high tide, ½ way through our trip, I bent over to tie my kayak to the dock only to watch my sunglasses plummet to the bottom of the Puget Sound…did I mention it was high tide and late in the evening?
As we walked the dock I committed to the fact that this was now a $245 kayak trip and I shouldn’t stress over the glasses. But I stressed and the next daylight low tide I drug my son and our dog back to the dock to snorkel for my dropped glasses.
I donned a full wetsuit and snorkel and dove in. As a crowd gathered I went down for the second time, the third time was the charm. I dove the 7 feet it took to reach the crab infested sea floor and picked up my glasses, in the same exact place they had fallen the night before. As I popped out of the water I triumphantly raised the glasses above my head. I was elated, grateful and relieved. I really would have stayed and dove longer but did I mention the water was 50 degrees?
My son is a good kid and rarely gets into trouble. We had been on our way back home from a shopping trip when he asked to use the straw from my reusable Starbucks cup to crush some ice in his disposable cup. No problem, he’s a good kid…soon we stopped at one last store and like the good son he is he disposed of his cup. Good kid. Except he had my special Starbucks cup, reusable straw in his disposable cup! It wasn’t until later we realized the straw was gone. So his dumpster diving days began. He found the straw in his cup, in the trashcan at the last store and I realized with wildfires heading toward the house I might pack up my Starbucks cup.
My iPhone is another kind of stress. I feel joy every time I see it and stress every time I don’t. I can no longer imagine life without it. When my son and I go to the movies and they show a commercial for the new Nintendo DSI and the guys are distorting pictures of each other’s faces, my son and I just laugh at how archaic the system looks. I have 9 pages of almost all free apps and any free game app I have is way more advanced than what this commercial shows. My iPhone makes me feel like Westworld and StarTrek all rolled into one.
Because I have nine pages of apps, most of them free, I hope to write a few blogs about my favorite apps. Because if my iPhone were about to be consumed by a wildfire I would want to save my best stuff just like my sunglasses and Starbucks cup.
Tricia Hanley 