the simple things in life

I am sitting here watching Kat Karson play with a piece of string...oh, now licking himself...OK, on to a rope, watching, watching, following its progress up over the coffee table with his eyes...trying to look both alert and bored in the way only cats have perfected.

His Christmas toys, half a dozen furry mice, a couple of colorful mice and a mechanical one that scuttled down the hallway when you pulled his tail back and let go, lie under and around the furniture.

I could have saved a few dollars.

But my point, and I do have one, is that I am often like Kat Karson. I want the newest, or best, or latest and then, plunking down my money for some new fangled object, I enjoy it for a short time and find myself going back to the old ways, the old model or simply setting something aside because it was not holding my interest.

Example...

My ipod. Had to have one...downloaded all my Neal Diamond and Barry Manilow CDs along with some 'higher' forms of music, bought a dandy set of ear buds and happily listened to music...for a few months. Then I found myself slipping disks back in the computer and car and setting the ipod aside.

At the present time, it is stored in a little basket in the kitchen, battery dead.

What I NEED right now is a new phone. Really, I do. The phone I have has a cloudy lens in the camera making photography impossible. I suppose it would be good for me to admit that in the three years I have had the phone, I have only taken six or seven photos.

That aside, the phone has a very small keyboard and texting is laborious. And yes, I do text..a lot. I keep up with the grand daughters this way so I need a full keyboard. And the little plastic thing that conceals the plug end? It broke off a year ago. The screen is 'murky' and the phone is black. Who carries a black phone these days?

That is what I think about it.