I woke up this morning to find my husband pacing up and down with the phone to his ear. He covered the phone and hissed at me, "No internet!"
I didn't know what to do. I always start the day by checking my blog for comments, and checking the blogs I follow so I can leave comments.
I turned on my laptop computer to see if I could find an unsecured wi-fi network in the neighborhood, but couldn't. By the time I decided I should play FreeCell on the laptop instead, my husband was off the phone, so I expected an explanation.
Nothing much was forthcoming. The people at shaw.ca had noticed our signal was "getting low" recently, but hadn't bothered to tell us. Just the signal to our house? We don't know. The computers at the public library work just fine, and there isn't a long lineup behind us, or any lineup at all, so we assume we're the only ones on the horns of this dilemma.
Now, do we move into the public library, bag and baggage? No, there's a sign declaring "No pets allowed" so we wouldn't be able to bring our dog Lindy.
What to do, what to do? I feel as if someone has cut off my right arm. How did I, an early baby-boomer, become so emotionally dependent upon something at which I'd once scoffed?
This is all so surreal. I remember life before the internet, years and years and years of it, but can I recreate it now? No, I cannot. I am hooked. Even 48 or 72 hours of it seems impossible now. This empty feeling must have a label. Is it addiction? Or is it co-dependence?
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Whatever it is, I think a lot of us suffer from the problem -- I know I do!! Hope everything is back up soon!
Sylvia
WE'RE BA-ACK!
My husband came home to find a message waiting for him on his office line. Seems it wasn't just our house, it was a "local" problem which probably means it affected several places in the neighborhood, so instead of making us (as only two customers) wait until Wednesday for a service call, it was fixed this afternoon. Duh, huh?
— K
Oh Thank Gooodness!!! You described how it feels to be without "a connection" perfectly -- and how weird (at my advanced age) that is when I think about it. It really does feel like my arm's been cut off when that happens ;>) Glad you're back.
MOL...Kay, I didn't know your husby can hiss...heh..heh
I'm so sorry but I have to laugh..My mom used to been told by my dad like that too because she is so addicted.
My dad even teased her " OMC !!! No Internet, Craving ? "
I hope you allowed to be back on internet so soon : )
xoxoxo
Addiction, it's addiction. Almost as common as dependence on caffeine. I have trouble when the power goes out, because of no poser, but especially because of no internet.
Glad they got it fixed!
Art was just telling me I was addicted, but then he's the one who'll also tell me, "Why don't you write about this on your blog?"
I'm glad you're connected again, Kay. It would be really frustrating for me to not be connected to the world.
It certainly is addiction. When blogger bloggered about the other week and I couldn't access anything, I felt totally bereft and completely aimless. Very sad, really . . .
I'm glad your isolation didn't last long!
What a nightmare ! I get already mad when it doesn't work for 10 min ! I am so happy to have found an interesting hobby to fill my retired days, lol ! If it is an addiction then it is a very nice one, otherwise maybe I would become an alcohol addict because of boredom !
Hi Kay. I so know what you mean.
Yes, its an addiction, for sure.
I look at blogging as a privilege. During the frozen winter, heat of the day, when ill and putting my feet up, or watching sports with hubby, this lets me have fun while I sit with him!
I know what it is like when it is down. I have 3 kids in 3 other cities, and keeps us together on Facebook!
Well... I was addicted but now I tend to take things easy because there is so much else to do...
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