Day 7 and cell phone complaints

I had to count. It's Day 7 of GAPS, and things have been pretty easy so far. The biggest pain in the ass is packing food if I know I'm going to be out. Can you see me going to a restaurant and ordering homemade broth with boiled meat and veggies? Oh, and a raw egg yolk thrown in, too. Yeah, right!

But, I feel good and have noticed that the yeasty places on my body are clearing up. I honestly didn't even know they were yeasty places until now.

The problem for me is that none of these things was a troublesome issue. Yes, that toenail fungus is unsightly, but to whom? I'm the only one who sees it. I struggle with the motivation to keep going with this. I haven't had this much trouble with any of my other dietary changes, and those were all for my son! I'm sticking with it for now, though. We'll see what happens. Can't wait for that roasted meat. I've got a Tails and Trotters roast in my freezer that makes my mouth water.

Now, on to my new bitch. Pre-paid cell phones and the scams surrounding purchasing a new one. I stepped on my phone a few weeks ago and totally ruined the display. The phone still works for calls, but I can't see the time, who is calling or who I want to call. Frustrating. So I went to t-mobile today, but they only have $50 replacement phones for pre-paid customers. So I went to Radio Shack. First off, you can buy the cheapie phone, but you have to buy at least $10 worth of minutes to go with it, which I didn't need, but was willing to take, because at least I was getting something useful with that extra $10. So, on to the register, where they want my name and address. When I said I didn't want to be in Radio Shack's database, they said it is the law, that I must register, because some people use cell phones for illegal purposes. Whatever! I'd rather use my broken phone and buy a cheap watch. Which is what I'm going to do. I don't know why I even need a phone, except for the rare occassions that my son is with his dad, and I need to be reachable.

So I'm stuck with a broken phone. I'm pissed.