Again, without a mobile phone today!

Just a week ago, yours truly was experiencing high-anxiety at the hands of our friends at SprintNextel because he had no operable mobile phone.

Today, however, I have no one to blame but myself, as I left said phone on the kitchen counter during the mad dash out the door.

Odd how it's not nearly as anxiety-inducing when the culprit isn't a soulless corporation . . .

In fact, it's strangely liberating . . . or, at least it will be until I get home to find out how many "very important" calls and texts were received during our separation . . .