Then in May I went to the Romantic Times Booklovers
Convention. My watch died. Really? That was two conventions I was LOST during.
Pulling out my iPhone to check the time just doesn’t work for me because I keep
my phone in my purse, not my pocket.
When I got home, I took the watch back to the store I got my
battery (they guarantee them for a year). She said the battery was fine but the
contact was dirty. If cleaning it didn’t work, then the watch was probably
broken. Well, she cleaned it (free of charge, bless her) and it worked. I was
happy!
Then August came around. My watch kept stopping every now
and then. I had to face the fact: my precious Steelers watch, a watch I’ve had
for close to 10 years, was dying. Whaaa!
I could have gone out and bought a watch to replace it, but a
watch makes for a nice Christmas present (I picked out this pretty Penguins
watch I want), so until then, hubby gave me his Steelers watch (because he
doesn’t wear them anymore—he’d rather use his phone or ask ME the time). Yeah,
it’s big, but that didn’t matter. What mattered was that it kept time.
Until I got on the cruise.
Yep, you guessed it. The watch died on me! I was soooo
frustrated. Ship’s time and local time were not the same while in Canada
Next cruise/convention I will pack TWO watches. And spare
batteries. I will not be unprepared again.
I know you were probably hoping I’d have posted some
pictures of the cruise. Let me tell you, you’re lucky I’m posting this. And
that’s only because writing about my watch dying made for some fun writing.
Haha! I promise to have some cruise pictures posted by Friday. PROMISE!
So… What do you feel lost without?
Happy Monday!
Stacy
