Unplugging to Stay Connected

Happy Monday my friends!

Sometimes I wonder if anyone cares about me anymore. The people that depended on me, needed my input, asked for my opinion… they’ve disappeared. Gone. Well, not gone. They still show up, eat their meals, do their work, take up space but I feel invisible around them.  Ever feel like that?

So, to make myself feel more visible I am spending more time in the company of others and doing lots of talking. No iPhones or tablets anywhere near us. Just lots of engagement.

It’s so easy to get pulled into online viewing of Facebook or Instagram and walk away feeling less about myself at the moment. I’m not ten pounds lighter, I’m not in Kauai, I’m not in an embrace with anyone. And yet, nobody is forcing me to check Facebook. So, why do I bother to visit? It sucks the joy out of me and leaves me questioning who I am. And, what am I missing out on?

Nothing is the answer. I am allowing something outside of me determine how I feel on the inside. Why would I do that? There are too many fun things to do, places to visit and flowers to smell instead of letting my happy spirit go down the rabbit hole.

It comes down to doing things the old fashioned way. Meeting up with friends. Making phone calls. Sending real cards in the mail. Putting myself on the front sidewalk at the end of the day so I can talk to the dog-walking neighbors. Starting a conversation with someone in the grocery store.

What do I have to lose? Well, again – Nothing. However, I have so much to gain. The feeling that I am in control of my happiness. That feeling that I connected with a totally random person. The feeling that I can unplug and still be connected.

It’s worth a try, right?

Ever feel lost in a crowd? How did you rise above it?

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Technology blues

Adios to my Dell Desktop Computer

My desktop PC has crashed and burned. The “blue screen” of death appeared with a sneer and took away my companion. I had many things backed up and those that were not, flash by in my mind’s eye when I am trying to locate something. “Oh yes,” I say out loud, “it was on my pc in the I AM AMAZING folder.

I am reduced to a slow-moving laptop that is giving me advance notice that it will soon be departing. So, I am backing up my laptop as well.

I have been spoiled to have a desktop and laptop and I used them regularly. I am sort of lost with only having one at my disposal and perhaps, none in the near future. It’s my connection via email, Skype, Oovoo, blogs, Chromecast, Dropbox and on and on.

Does anyone remember when nobody had a computer in their home.?

Do you remember your first computer? Wasn’t it remarkable? The fact that we could dial-up a phone number and connect via the telephone line was amazing. Now that is so outdated and slow.

Our devices have gotten smaller and faster and more mobile. We can connect on the move.

And then I think back to when the telephone in the kitchen was the only device that mattered. When the EXTRA long phone cord was created, I felt liberated! I could drag it to the other side of the room and whisper in privacy!

The first phone recorder machine I remember having was in the mid 1980’s. It was as large as a toaster oven and it gave us freedom to leave and not miss any important calls. And now, our phones and computers can fit in our pockets and can be answered EVERY minute of the day. Our phone is our camera, photo album, email, calculator, radio, jukebox, clock, notebook, game center, pedometer, weather channel, book, newspaper, GPS, classroom, compass, and calendar. In backyard chairessence, our phone has become a lifeline to almost everything we connect to or with.
So, back to the crash of my pc. Bummer. Sad. Boo Hoo.

Ok, so that means I HAVE to out and play. Work in my garden, smell my flowers, rake some leaves, take a walk, admire the scenery, breathe in lilac smells.  So – ok, maybe it’s not all bad, right?

Hope you’re enjoying every minute of this glorious day – Hugs to one and all.


Marge Katherine

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