Tuesday morning our internet stopped. Just like that.
In a matter of moments we backtracked to the Stone Age, you know B.C (before computers), which was most of my life.
Several times I have stopped myself and wondered how I got so much done in a day, back in B.C.. I used to be able to do many things in the span of a day.
Well, by Tuesday afternoon, muscle memory kicked in. I remembered how I accomplished so much. I was not sucked into the laptop and social media. It was freeing. I started reading a book, and found that I actually can read more than a chapter a day.
We take breaks in our chores and head for our phones or devices. We just want a quick break to rest from moving. That quick break turns into an hour. At the end of the hour I feel lifeless, idle and moving is a chore in itself. The internet truly sucks up life and time.
I thought of writing notes to people and realized this is what I would have done in years gone by. I didn’t have the world wide web to pull me in and dazzle me with search engines and endless catalogs to browse.
We had three days, counting Tuesday and today without connectivity, that meant no tv, no landline, no computer, The house was quiet. We relearned how to use our DVD player. We talked with one another. It was glorious!
I have lived without computers, like I said, for most of my life. I started to get used to it again. I do confess though, when the repair truck came down the driveway this afternoon, we smiled to each other. He had us up and running in short time and for that I am grateful.
The Refreshing of a Wild Rose 