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I love my cell phone. I don’t use it for long phone calls, but rather for short calls or for emergencies. I use it mostly to stay in touch with my kids. It is a safety net for me. I called my daughter every day when she went to California for ten days, and it didn’t cost a thing. If I wonder where my kids are, I call them. If I’m at the store, and I forget what I went there for, I call home. If I’m at Wal-Mart, and there are two brands of the BB Gun my son wanted me to get, I can call him and find out which one he wants. If I’m lost, I can call for directions. It’s a handy little tool. Only problem is, my cell phone ended. That’s when I realized how much I depended on my little cell phone friend.
The internet is a wonder to me. I can search for anything I want, and write my stories, and post them, and interact with people. I love it. I spend maybe five or six hours a day on my computer. The other night, we had a storm, and the modem was struck by lightning. I have been anxiously awaiting UPS to deliver me a new one, and it’s not supposed to come until tomorrow. That will make it three days and three nights without internet service. I can write my stories, but I can’t post them, and I can’t receive or send my e mails. My daily routine has been altered. Again, I didn’t realize how much I took my computer and modem for granted.
Even my key ring has a pad on it that starts the car and unlocks the doors. Great idea until it breaks. It’s a frenzy when the power goes out, and you know you can’t use the stove, but you’ll make a cup of tea in the microwave-nope, that’s out, too. So, I can’t watch tv, I’ll go on my computer, nope. The power goes back on, and I go to type a story, and my mouse is dead, and it’s midnight, and I can’t go get another one. I could go to Wal-Mart, but I’m tired, and don’t think it’s a good idea to drive. The garage door opener is a blessed little gadget, but the arm on ours broke, now it’s back to opening it the old fashioned way-with my own two hands!
I finally am past the stage of the mini van, which I had for eight years when my kids were small. I got a beautiful Durango SUV, and the price of gas is more than I can afford. Of course, the prices went up the day I drove home my new vehicle that drinks gas through a straw. At least I know what the reserve is! And, I’m getting used to the fluorescent orange gas pump telling me I have no gas.
I have a hard time getting to sleep at night. I bought a sound machine, and it helps immensely. I can listen to crickets, or waterfalls, or rain, and it lulls me to slumber land. Until it broke. I quickly bought another one, but it took a few days to do so, and I couldn’t sleep until three or four in the morning. Technology.
The difference in a screw gun, compared to the manual labor of a screwdriver, is phenomenal, until the bit breaks. A nail gun saves hours of time, until something jams it, and it can no longer be used. All these little miracle workers invading our lives, making it "easier" for us. Until they stop performing their functions.
I love my computer. It’s a gift. But when the motherboard goes, as it has, no more computer for a while. I feel the same way I would if I tried to stop drinking coffee, or if I’ve had too much-jittery, on edge, nasty, cranky, unfulfilled, and down right rotten.
I want to get in my car with no gas, and comb the town for a UPS truck, and hold the guy hostage until he comes up with a modem. Waiting is the problem. Unless I can keep my mind busy, I have to wait for something I want, and that’s so hard for me to do. I want it now! So, I shall go strip my bed, do some laundry, wait my time out, and when you are reading this, I will have my modem!
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