Not that I'm addicted or anything... but I'm not looking forward to tomorrow.
Saturday.
My 'dry' day.
My day-without-Internet.
24 hours seems like a long, long time.
I suggested to my Beloved that maybe 13 hours, say, from when the kids wake up to when they go to bed, and maybe with a time out at nap-time, would be better.
But he seems to think that's a bit of a cop out.
Maybe it is.
But I'll hear that little 'ding' on the phone that means an email has come through - and I won't know what it is or who it's from.
I find this hard.
But I think the fact that just thinking about no-Internet gives me the shakes means it has to be done.
So goodbye till Sunday Folks. I have a lot to get done before Midnight!
Saturday.
My 'dry' day.
My day-without-Internet.
24 hours seems like a long, long time.
I suggested to my Beloved that maybe 13 hours, say, from when the kids wake up to when they go to bed, and maybe with a time out at nap-time, would be better.
But he seems to think that's a bit of a cop out.
Maybe it is.
But I'll hear that little 'ding' on the phone that means an email has come through - and I won't know what it is or who it's from.
I find this hard.
But I think the fact that just thinking about no-Internet gives me the shakes means it has to be done.
So goodbye till Sunday Folks. I have a lot to get done before Midnight!
She cheated!!
ReplyDeleteShe looked over my shoulder when I checked her emails.
In my opinion -- that deserves another whole 24 hours.
What say you?