I didn’t do it. I couldn’t do it.
I did not keep the Samsung Galaxy Note.
I woke up at 4:30 am today and couldn’t get back to sleep. Finally, I woke up my husband to let him know that the Samsung was going back. I had to have my iPhone back.
I’m sure he really appreciated that news at 4:30 am, but I had to deliver it. I felt so much better after making that decision.
I was at the AT&T store this morning before they opened – waiting on their door step for the doors to open.
For the mere cost of a $35 restocking fee – I gladly handed over my enormous mistake.
Since I already gave my daughter my old iPhone and I would have completely traumatized her had I taken it back (yes, traumatized)… I had to purchase a new one.
I have NEVER been so happy with a purchase in my whole life. I have my phone back. I know how to use it and it was the correct size and dimensions.
I am thrilled to have my phone back (and I’m not exaggerating). Thrilled. I should not have strayed from my beloved iPhone.
It is true what they say…
The grass is not greener on the other side of the fence.
I’ve had my eye on a new cell phone. It’s called Samsung Galaxy Note. It’s big. Really big.
I have only looked at, in person, at the Best Buy store.
Inside Best Buy, with it’s enormous ceilings and utter vastness, the phone looked of average size. Big, but not too big.
I had an older iPhone, but wanted something with a bigger screen.
So, yesterday I had a lunch date with my husband (and my 5 year old) and I mentioned to him that I liked the new Samsung Galaxy Note cell phone and he said it’s a great phone and he would go get it for me. Right away. Immediately.
(Note: My husband is obsessed with electronics. You only have to mention the word “cell phone” or “laptop” and he’s on board – no need to try to convince him of anything. Mention the words “new shoes” or “new rug” and he always says we don’t need it).
He went right over to the AT&T store and upgraded my phone.
I didn’t see the phone until I got home from work.
My house is not the size of a Best Buy store. So, when I saw the size of the phone in my house… with it’s normal sized ceilings and without the vastness of a Best Buy – I burst out laughing.
It. Is. Huge.
I gave my old iPhone to my oldest daughter already, so there is no turning back now.
I am going to try to love my new cell phone and embrace the enormousness (it’s a word, I double checked).
Photograph is of the Samsung Galaxy Note next to the iPhone.