My Own Advice

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Today I am grateful for my own advice. I’ve spent a bit of time harping on everyone’s (including mine) dependence on technology. Some people have cell phones growing out of their hands like another appendage. Even I grab my computer when we have trouble with a crossword puzzle or there is a fact that pops up on TV that we need clarification on. No doubt about it, technology is great. Especially when it works. Which it does most of the time, although when it doesn’t it sure doesn’t feel like it.

I write and post on several sites every single day and have been for almost two years. Every single day. Even if some posts are a bit lame and/or short, or wordy and nonsensically long. Every day. I’ve told you to shut it all down sometimes and be where you are. Well. . .I’m going to be at my son’s wedding in Philadelphia. I always bring my computer with me wherever we go, hauling it into each hotel on every road trip and writing and posting from the oddest places. Not this time. This time I’m leaving it home. It lost its space in the car to “the dresses”, three batches of cookies, a boat load of cheeses, crackers, my granddaughter and wine. Not necessarily in that order. Hmmm, Anja or laptop. . .Anja or laptop. The laptop lost. Hah! I do have my priorities.

I’m going off the cyber grid and I am grateful I am smart enough to take my own advice and live in the moment. All the way. For three days you will not hear from me. You’ll be fine. I’ll be fine. We’ll all be fine. A little withdrawal is good, right? I’m not expecting anyone else in my family to take this drastic step so a picture or two might pass your way, but I won’t be back until late Saturday or Sunday. And you can bet I’ll have stories! I’m okay about this. Really. I can handle not writing for a few days. Not going to miss it at all. Breathe. Breathe. Oohhhmm. Yikes, I’m palpitating. I’ll be fine. Honest. How about you?