I got the alert on my phone at work that it was delivered. I couldn't wait to get home. There it was by the door. I brought it in and put the box on the counter.
Then I texted my family: Merry Xmas! I'm opening my present now!
My husband and daughter gave me the money for an Apple Watch for Christmas, and of course, I had to wait for Christmas to come in April. It's beautiful. I couldn't be more pleased with it. It's the first time I ever had a watch that actually fit my small wrist. It's not heavy – I hardly even know it's there until I feel a small pulse that tells me I have a notification. If it's junk email, it's easy to touch and trash it on the spot. If it's a text, it's easy to send a pre-made response or just talk into the microphone and hit send. Very efficient, which is how I like my life to be.
I had so much fun texting the kids and calling my husband on it all evening long. My husband asked me if it could cook. I responded:
Having your phone on your wrist may not be a big thing to everyone else, but to me it is. Not having to have my phone out at work or on a table in a restaurant is great. Not having to constantly take it out of my wallet in the car or in a store, especially with packages in my hand, is the best.
And so, as another day goes by, it's the small things that make my days go better that keeps my heart beating, and …I have written.
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