I’m addicted to the internet.
I don’t spend hours and hours on it, usually it’s 15 minutes here, 20 minutes there, checking my emails, paying my bills or visiting and/or posting on blogs. I don’t Facebook, I don’t Tweet and it’s not online gaming or porn. Those of you who’ve been visiting my blog know that I can go days without posting, so it’s not that I have to be online all the time.
But when I do want to get online and it’s not available, that’s when the addiction shows up.
I came home from Chevron last night and tried to hop on to check my email and see if there were any new comments on my blog and new posts on the blogs I follow.
No internet. I unplugged the modem, counted to 20 to let it reset, and then hoped for the best. Nada. I unplugged the router, counted to 20 to let it reset, and then hoped some more. Nothing. I shut both computers down, unplugged the entire system from the wall, went and made dinner and then booted everything up again and prayed. Still the big Zip. At this point hoping and praying devolved into swearing.
After I got tired of that I just went to bed (it was only 8:30) with the plan to get up early and go to the cable company and see what was up.
This morning I got up and plugged everything back in and turned it all on. I apprehensively clicked the Firefox icon and waited to see.
I could feel the anxiety leave as my blog loaded up completely, my blood pressure returning to normal. The world was back to normal. The cats, sensing my change in mood, returned to the living room. All is well.
Until the next time the cable company has a glitch.
