Another blog written in
Minnesota: It's really kind of amazing how dependent I am on the internet. I've
jokingly called it Life Support, but it's become such a part of everyday life.
I don't have internet while I'm in Minnesota. My parents don't need it and I
gave it up when I moved to Atlanta. None of my neighbors were kind enough to
leave their networks unsecured.
One of the things I need to do
while I'm home is get my taxes done. I thought I'd copied all the information I
needed to my computer only to discover I'd forgotten all about the information
I had saved on my online email account. Oops.
Today I was getting my hair cut
and I used the time at the salon to get that information written down. I didn't
have time, though, to do everything else I needed to do and that was so
frustrating. And with so much to do on my house, it's not like I can park my
butt there and keep using it until I finished.
The other thing that's
frustrating is I need to buy a few things for the house—namely new curtains for
my bedroom and some new towels to put out in the master bathroom. I shop online
all the time. I hate real, go-to-the-store shopping unless I have no other
choice. I didn't have time to look at curtains or towels online either. Now I
either have to bite the bullet and go to a store or hope the tax guy will let
me use his wifi.
It's kind of amazing to realize
that in 1999, I was one of the first people I knew to hop online. I remember how
frustrated I was over how few businesses—no matter how big they were—had a web
presence. I got coffee mugs from Amazon every year in the beginning because I
was a good online customer. Among the earliest.
I'm feeling so cutoff right now.
I think I need internet anonymous.
