In July, a new California law went into effect-- no more cell phones while driving. Ear pieces are okay. Push to talk is okay (not sure why that is). But no phones to ears.
In preparation, I bought a blue tooth ear piece about six months before that. Opened up the box in June. And used it.
And then it disappeared.
I know it's because I had to bring it inside to charge it (why didn't they sell a car charger with it?). But now I have no idea where it is.
And it's left me out of touch. With everyone.
People are actually calling me, worried.
But I promise, I haven't forgotten about those I talk to on a regular basis. It's just that I can't talk in the car without the ear piece. No ear piece, no phone calls.
Sigh. Guess I should buy a replacement.
And for those of you wondering how I manage to talk on the phone with the kids in the car, I don't. There are a few times when I try to be 100% focused on the kids. One is during drop-off and pick-up. I leave my phone in the car, and we talk. One is while driving-- well, I guess I'm not really focused on the kids; I'm focused on the road. But I try to not to divide my attentions any further than the ruckus inside my car and what's going immediately outside my car.
I'm rambling. I'll stop.
In other news, we're actually taking a vacation next week. To Disneyland. With Casey's birth family. I don't know if I'm more excited to see his grandparents and siblings, or if I'm more excited to see them all experience Disneyland. But I can't wait. And I'll even have time to blog it as I go. . .