<Going to turn totally cyber?>
Okay, my point is that I try to achieve a balance between the computer and three dimensional reality, and usually I do a really good job of it (after a LOT of practice in the past getting it totally wrong). But once in awhile I fall over the edge again, and look around and suddenly realize that bills are stacking up, cats are begging to be petted (I throw catnip all over them to get them stoned so they don't care anymore, but you can't do that with a child), and I have been here five hours non-stop and managed to arrive at the noon hour without brushing my hair.
When my husband comes home from work and there is absolutely no evidence of my good works around our nest, no brooms or mops or dustcloths in motion, no whiff of dinner in the offing, newspapers and magazines accumulating unread, no seed in the bird feeder, and no art being created, but most specifically no NURTURING of anyone or anything, then I feel bad, like I have wasted the day. It is quite possible to fritter away your entire life right here at the keyboard, and I just don't feel good inside when I do that.
So here I am, online, explaining all that while it happens again around me. Sort of like the cyber addicts thread right here at SI--like an AA meeting in a bar! |
