Texts away.

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Such... a good, non-intrusive, way to... be a party to others.  I... wish I had thought of it before.  There are some people, like me or not, who I... wish to share these things with.  Smoke signals just don't work.  And calling can be a bit invasive.  But texts?  That... works.  And, then, people know.

As a fact, I my increase the circle with whom I text.  Not a lot.  There are a few.  Oh... one more?  I... sort of fear some.  Have become a stranger.  And, yet, how can family be strangers?  And... well wishes always seem welcome.  Especially from tards.  :p

Yes, very good plan.  Now I have a plan going forward.  Happy Thanksgiving, folks.  And... remember.  Reach out.  If you lose?  Okay.  I don't think you can lose, even if rejected, ignored.  It's, to a larger extent, not about you.  Or... me.  It's about something a little... more.  

I still have a call to place.  Am waiting until a less probably dining time.  Often, the meals are early, say at ten on.  Though often can run right on through to early afternoon, to say 15:00.  But, if neither of those work, then it becomes a supper time thing, between 16:00 and 18:00?  Depending on cooking schedules, and arranging to have things finished, and getting people together, and settled, and all.

Still, I'm betting on an earlier time, and so will call in the later afternoon.  Never can tell.  Will find out.  And, if I don't get through, I'll text to make sure she knows.  Her phone doesn't inform her when I have called, just like it doesn't tell me when she calls.  Verizon and Google being evil.  But texts usually show, eventually.  Thanks for letting me know of every spam call that is ever placed, evil corpos.  May you choke on a turkey bone.  *grins*

Later.

Later.