Meandering Maunderings

I use to love the phone, now I hate it. I make other people in my house hold call for me. Calling other people fustrates me and getting called annoys me cause its always at the worse time. I think its cause I have so much going on now, to me the phone wastes my time. I have been known to throw the phone across the room in fustration. So the household gets an answering machine, and no body answers the phone or checks the answer machine. I often wonder why we have ether.