I wanted to punish her, but maybe I should thank her.

Number 7 smashed my iPad screen on Saturday.

Totally shattered it.

I was a little bit pissed.

I’m sure it’s fixable; I suppose I can have the screen replaced.

But it won’t be cheap.

So I’ve just left it sitting on my bedside table.

And you know what?

I haven’t missed it.

I haven’t lost it and spent any of my very limited time trying to find it.

I haven’t gone to use it only to find that it’s out of batteries.

I haven’t gotten frustrated because I can’t get a decent Wi-Fi connection on it.

There haven’t been any children fighting over it.

And now that I’ve been without if for a few days, I’m realizing that buying that thing didn’t make my life more simple.

But breaking it definitely did.

Thank you for making me Number 1!