I had toyed with the idea of cutting the Internet usage for Lent, but rejected it immediately. Although I don’t access it via phone, I spend hours online every day between work and an online class. During my free time, I’m a news junkie and a frequent checker of e-mail and Facebook.
In fact, I had arranged to get an upgrade to my wireless access on Monday.
Then came Monday and everything went wrong. Someone was supposed to cover for me so that I could focus on a project in the morning, but somehow no one was scheduled. So there I was, working all day and attempting to get something done on the project until the evening.
I immediately rescheduled the technician’s appointment. No problem!
Then my cellphone blew up. People who tried calling my house got nothing but endless ringing.
When I got home, I discovered my landline and Internet were gone. (Note: Just the service. Not the bill. Convenient, no?) A call to customer service assured me that everything would be fine within two hours.
It’s Friday morning.
In five days I’ve become painfully aware how I love the Internet and how it devours my time. Without it, I’ve read two books, spring-cleaned a bedroom, wrote a chapter of novel, and gotten more shut-eye; but best of all, I started a program on contemplation that I’ve been putting off because “I don’t have time.”
Well played, Lord.
So even if this issue is resolved before April, I will be using only essential Internet services, like those at my job.
Normally I write several blog posts and pre-date their publish times. (Hence the posts kept coming this week.) I’ll keep writing, but upload sporatically aka when I find myself in a “hotspot” of restaurant or library. So expect fewer posts, but (I hope) more meaningful ones.