(P)homeless

We are unreachable as a couple.

Not that you can't get a hold of Stephen or me.

I have no fewer than five e-mail addresses, a Twitter account, a Facebook page, a blog, and a text-ready cell.

You are privileged if Stephen answers his cell when you call, but he will get back to you. Eventually.

No, apparently you can't get a hold of us together.*

As a modern (read: cheap) couple, we do not have a home telephone. We figured we didn't need one right now because everyone we regularly communicate with would contact us some other way. Yet, I can't help but feel like we are missing out on the cute, "You've reached the Huerta's!" answering machine messages that those classic couples (read: any newlyweds from the 90's) enjoyed.

We wanted to wait until we got into our own brick-and-morter house before we broke down, spent the extra twenty bucks and got a permanent Team Huerta number.

Stephen, as an unwilling blog participant, broke down our thinking: "The pros of not having a home phone are 1) we're already paying for cells (which we use), 2) no telemarketer spam,** and 3) we save some green. The cons are that we can't open the gate to our apartment complex from our unit without a landline, and that we have no single family number. Now, what are you watching?!"***

Anyway, what do you think? Should we revise our plan and get a landline now, wait until we're in our first house, or are we never going to need one?


*Yes, even though I have created a family e-mail address.
**This is what Stephen calls it, but it has to have some other, official name. Anyone?
***I was watching Smart House. You know you remember Smart House. Don't even pretend you don't.