I'm a big girl now

me + new phone + nervous smile

It's official. I have my own cell phone plan. Fully equipped with a new cell phone. After much debating and sorrowful looks at my current income, I have converted myself to T-Mobile for the next two years. From all my research they seem to match my needs and preferences best right now.

All of you know I have a hard time with change*--for some reason transitions stimulate an identity crisis in me--so even getting a new cell phone requires that I sit alone for a few minutes and remind myself that everything is going to be okay. I mean, it's not like I signed my life away for two years. It's just a cell phone contract for goodness sakes. And it's not even a big deal that I have a new number and will have to make sure all my usual and/or new contacts are aware of it.

I know, I know...the fact that I have to give myself frequent pep talks is kind of pathetic dramatic. But that's just how I cope.

All drama aside, I am now one step closer to self sufficiency, which happens to be my goal for the summer. Wow...I feel like such a big girl.

*Disclaimer: I've been paying for my cell phone ever since I've had it; however, I was always on a family plan which makes the bill quite inexpensive. Now that I'm grown up (according to my parents) I've been forced to get my own plan, which of course is more expensive. So hopefully someone can empathize with me when I say this is big small step.