No Signal, Searching For A Network

One of the guys I live with has just adopted two kids. Two representations that not only is he heavily involved with his girlfriend, but they have begun to start a family. At this point it's only a technological family, him and his girlfriend are getting a "family plan" with their new cell phones, but these days that means more then owning a dog together. A cell phone baby requires commitment, and a contract. You're locked in for two years, and where diapers should be you have hidden charges. And in place of first steps you have free texts. In my opinion they were already on the family highway, maybe not in the express lane, but definitely driving at a steady pace. They're starting a family, cellular instead of nuclear, and I can't even text someone to get a drink on a Saturday night. Don't let me be misunderstood, because I have no hostility towards them at all, but it does sting a little when you see someone wearing Banana Republic and you're wearing last seasons cardigan. It's only a problem because I let it be one. Singlehood is not the end of everything. And I'd rather take the time to find a good signal then try to pick up a bad connection. It's hard to find a network that fits your schedule and where you are in life. Terminating a phone plan because it was a bad fit hits you with fees, terminating a relationship because it was bad hits you with emotional fees. So maybe it's not a matter of being single, but a matter of finding the right signal. Or sending the right signal. Maybe it's me, maybe I'm sending all the right signals. I decided a long time ago that I wouldn't go out of my way to change service in hopes of getting a good connection, so maybe that comes off as being a bitch. Or stubborn. Which isn't the case at all, I just have standards. And if the plan isn't working, I'll drop it faster then when I went from AT&T to Verizon. I shouldn't, and never will, have to dial a new number just to have a guy pick up, but at the same time I shouldn't feel like I'm in a dead zone. My texts might be unlimited, but my patience is not. There are some things you can rely on to always connect: friends, a good spaghetti dinner, the complete first season of SATC and English tea. That's my new thing, SATC and English tea. I get all the seasons for free from work, so I'm going back through all of them again. All the way at the beginning, connecting with it all over again. Not sure how much longer I'll be able to get it from work for free, today was a disaster. And on Thursday I was so tired I showed up at the wrong job. I was supposed to open Job One, but I showed up at Job Two. It all worked out alright, but I see it as an omen. I can't keep this kind of schedule up much longer. But at the same time, I kind of have to. Truth be told, I'm trying to be in too many networks and I'm just ending up getting fuzzy signals from all of them. I need to try and consolidate my life and dial less numbers, less area codes. I'm all over the place. Live here, work there, class over there, work down there, friends up here. Both my mind, and my phone, is on overload. Sometimes it feels like my battery is burning out, and I have to recharge more often then I use to. Is this getting old, or just another upgrade I didn't sign up for. Seems like life is getting just as complicated as the newest cell phones, but I don't remember why I have all these apps. What happened to good old dial phones. I crave that a lot more then a busy signal. I keep trying to dial the old fashioned way, but the only response I get is "If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and dial again." That's not productive.