Last night at 11:55 pm I was awakened by the ding of a new text. It was from an unknown number and read:
Me: "Who's this?"
Answer: "That was from me. MY new# 336.555.5555"
Me: "Who's me?"
Me: "Yeah right"
It was 12:55 mum's time, and I thought pigs would get wings and hell would get all cold before my mom would start texting, let alone past midnight. Well, I was wrong. It was my mom.
This morning I received an email confirming the text was from her and describing texting as "feeling like I'm traveling in a country where I don't speak the language." Oh boy, this is gonna be interesting.