Otterbox

If you have been following my account for a while, you'll know that I had to ungrade my phone at the beginning of the month due to issues with the network provider. I've had a Samsung for about seven years, excluding that year when I went through seven or eight smartphones, not all of them Samsung, due to technical problems with the phone or my sheer clumsiness. I was very happy with my Samsung Galaxy S22, but I could feel it coming to the end of its life. I would have upgraded to the S25 if Vodafone had it in store, in Utrecht, but they didn't and I couldn't wait for it to be delivered (I also don't trust the postal system here¹). However, I am very happy with my S24 and I want to make sure that I look after it. So I thought I'd get a good case. I've had friends, over the years, who have used Otterbox for their phones and only had good things to say, which is why I went with this one. It fits pretty snuggly to my phone, with the slight exception of it being a bit loose over the volume and power buttons, but that doesn't bother me. It should last me a while and if need be, I have a backup case I can use.

Little Man and I stayed home today. The weather has decided to be unpredictable, as is typical for spring. It's been overcast pretty much all day and there has been periods of rain, which is why we only briefly went out into the garden to stretch our legs. Little Man has enjoyed playing with his toys and watching a bit of Paw Patrol (he only got about an hour or two).

I wasn't impressed when a local kid (he most have been no older than 12) turned up at my back door, asking if I'd sponsor him, without telling me anything more than that. I told him I couldn't. I had so many people ask me for money, both from people I know and from strangers, that I'll only give if I truly feel led to. Growing up in Uganda, people thought I was rich because of my skin colour, and would come up to me in the street, asking me for money and in some cases, demanding I give them something. I never did. Then during my time in missions, fellow missionaries who knew I had financial support, would expect me to help them cover the cost of the school or base fees. I always said I couldn't.

¹When I say that I don't trust the Dutch postal system, it's because they aren't reliable with delivering packages. Several times, I've been given a delivery window, and the package has turned up several days later. The delivery companies are better, though I did have a parcel get sent to a collection point rather than to my home, as I'd requested (click here for more on that).