What I Learned After I Dropped My Phone in the Toilet

Young woman using cell phone to send text message on social network at night. Closeup of hands with computer laptop in background

It was a beautiful Easter Sunday. Although not my holiday, it is a day I happily celebrate with my in-laws, and we always have a terrific time. There is food galore, a frenzied and exciting Easter egg hunt, lots of laughter and more love than can fit in the house.

In the midst of the chaos and excitement and heat-wave that was Easter 2017, I excused myself to the go the bathroom. The window was open and I stood there for a moment, enjoying the sounds of the kids squealing outside. Then I picked up my phone and checked to see if I had any messages. I may have also scrolled through Facebook, because like it is for any mom of young kids, time in the bathroom is precious “me time.”

I stood up, washed my hands, checked my lip gloss and promptly knocked my phone into the toilet.

Are you kidding me?

I have never moved so fast in my life. I retrieved my device, dried it as best as I could, ran outside to tell everyone—and on their advice, put my rose gold beauty in rice.

And then I had to wait 24 hours to see if the solution had worked.

After about 15 minutes, I started to sweat. And though the weather was nice, it had nothing to do with the temperature. I am so attached to my phone that not being able to look at it when I wanted to was actually giving me a panic attack. My hands were clammy and my mind was distracted. Even though there was nothing I needed my phone for right then, I was immobilized with fear as to what I would do if my phone was soon going to be headed to the junkyard.

Several hours later when we got home, I was able to check my iPad for urgent email issues. Other than that, I had to wait.

But here’s the thing: after the panic had subsided, life without my phone was calmer. Life without my phone was less distracting. And life without my phone was also frustrating. A thousand times, I wanted to go look up “What in the world am I supposed to do without my phone?!?!?!” on my phone, which I couldn’t use.

The next day, I held my breath and powered up my electronic friend. The screen came to life. Everything seemed fine. There were a few rice kernels wedged into places where they did not belong, but with a thumbtack and patience, I got them out. Back to normal.

And now? Now I am writing about the experience while it is fresh in my mind. And my phone? It’s sitting on the desk next to me safe and dry. There it will stay, while I write more today. There it will stay for the rest of the day. Because there are a lot more important things in this world than my phone.

This time of year is supercharged with energy, all the events and holidays of spring. I do not need to add to the craziness with my over-reliance on my phone. I get it, universe. Lesson learned, in the funniest way.

Either leave the phone aside for a while, or for crying out loud, make sure the toilet lid is closed!

The opinions expressed here are the personal views of the author. Comments are moderated, so use your inside voices, keep your hands to yourself, and no, we're not interested in herbal supplements.

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