There was an incredible thunderstorm on Saturday morning, that I would recall with fond thoughts of its power and beauty, if it weren’t for the facts that a). we were at an outdoor birthday party at the time and b). my cable tv and internet services have been out since then and they’ve been unable to send a tech until this afternoon.
I’m having withdrawl. I really noticed how much I missed it when I started asking Mama if her Blackberry could check my email. And then, this morning when she got to work, I had her read me snippets from various emails I had gotten. Though, she didn’t log into my Evite—so I still don’t know why I’m “saving the date” for a friend—wedding or 40th birthday or something else entirely? Mama can only see the title of the email.
Another friend did notice I was offline, surprised that in just a 24 hour period that she hadn’t seen a post or an email from me. I’m on it that much, I guess. And yesterday, when Mama slept in and I was downstairs with the kids, my inability to check email, read blogs, or look at the NYTimes, made me a little stressful.
Yet another friend, a psychiatric nurse, when asked how I should handle this withdrawl, suggested the Serenity Prayer. Great, the first thing I wanted to do when she said that was to forward her the article about the questioning of the attribution of that to Reinhold Neibuhr. ERRRRGH. I’m typing this in Word as we speak and can’t include the hyperlink. Or even Google his name to see if I’ve spelled it correctly.
It’s going to be a long afternoon until that tech arrives.
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