I found another August post that I want to re-visit.
Since I don't swim I could never comfortably play in the surf but with the computer I can dive right in
Two years ago when I discovered the fun of riding the information highway I wrote about my experience.
When I tried to tell my Aunt Loretto about the advantages of having a computer and told her how glad I was for email - - she was quiet for a time before telling me, " Ellouise I have lost quite a few of my friends to the computer - so I don't think I want one."
I know what she means.
Maybe I am one of the ones who is sometimes among the missing.
It is definitely a word to the wise.
When I woke up this morning I lay in bed thinking about things I might or could write about on this blog. Then I realized - I am becoming addicted to the computer.
I love working on the computer.
I have loved working on the computer since we bought our first luggable in the 1980s.
I like the sound of my fingers touching the keys - the light click of my fingernails against the hard plastic. Typing makes me feel so productive.
I love email. Being connected to people - immediately.
Recently we set up WiFi in our home. WOW!
The freedom of not being tethered to my desk upstairs in my office is exhilarating. I can use my laptop in front of the TV, on the dining room table, in the bedroom, everywhere. Instantly I am completely linked.
I have become fascinated by the internet itself - linking and linking and linking - moving further and further afield from where I start. I have discovered surfing - - surfing widely on the web. I did not understand what they meant - its a wild and free ride - - -
I feel so unfettered, yet so productive as I hear myself clicking and clicking and clicking -
No matter that the dishes are in the sink, the bed unmade, my work behind schedule, my lists growing longer and due dates looming larger and closer.
I AM SURFING - WHEEEEEE!