“You are always on your phone…”
His words stung as they came out of his mouth but I knew it was only because they were true. My husband and I had been having some little arguments recently, mostly centered around things that bothered us about one another (those are always SO fun, right!?!) and this was at the top of his list of things about me that irk him. The whole day had been a little tense and the car ride home from dinner that night was pretty quiet with the exception of the backseat noise from the kids. As I sat in the passenger seat of the car, scrolling photo after photo, swiping story after story…he pointed out what I already knew to be true: I am always on my phone…and I hate it.