I-priorites

Got a new I-phone the other day. Ace – now can’t live with out it. I spent a night filling in my contacts and making it the portable all-singing-all-dancing wonder bit of kit that it is. Then as I went to text my daughter in my Contact Favourites I realised a scary thing – I had placed my Contacts there in probable order of priority – and guess what was first? Work. Husband came a mere 5th, kids at 2 and 3. I don’t know who I feel sorriest for – the poor sods at my office with me on the phone all the time or my poor husband who is a mere 5th in my list of priorities.