I like to think that I multitask when I'm on the phone--sweeping or mopping the kitchen, or cleaning out a junk drawer, or switching over my spring decorating accents to summer ones, but the truth is that I don't. I might unload the dishwasher, or fold a load of laundry that I've heaped on my bed, but that's about as far as I can take it. Generally I get so wrapped up in my conversation, that I sit and listen (or talk).
We have one of those cordless phones that has two receivers. Obviously, we got both of the receivers at the same time. Within a week, both batteries went completely dead--unable to hold a charge.
Fortunately, I keep a corded phone on hand, in the event that we loose power. Cell service is spotty for me at my house, and since I use Tracfone*, I don't have unlimited minutes, so that's another reason I don't consider it to be a substitute for the landline.
So, for the last few days, I've been tethered.
There's one phone that works, and it's plugged into the outlet upstairs. That means that each time the phone rings, I have to run upstairs to answer it, and then sit there while I chat. I don't really miss the multitasking, but I do miss the ability to get around my house--get a beverage if I want one, negotiate peace between the siblings, or what have you.
I would have gone to buy new batteries for the phones today, but my car was getting a tune up, so I am not only tethered, but stranded.
To add to that, I am suffering from a bit of a stomach ailment, so I was tethered, stranded, and ailing.