Oops!

  My pretty little cell phone cracked when it fell out of my pocketbook onto the garage floor.  Darn.   So off I went to the local cell phone store for a new one.  I asked for one exactly like the one I broke, but haha!   That model is now extinct.  I think I’ve had it five years, so not surprising.   Anyway,  I found one I like (translation:  one I can figure out how to use), and the man at the store moved all my numbers in there, so I’m good to go.  Didn’t even have to change my phone number, so that saves a bucket of time.