A couple of weeks ago I somehow managed to head into the office and forget my laptop. That in itself is quite an accomplishment, as the thing usually looks like an appendage of my body.
The problem was that I had an enormous gap in my schedule and dinner plans with my cousin. I wanted to show her something I had on the computer and what in the hell was I going to do with myself for three hours between my early patients and my late patients? (My schedule doesn't usually go this way - it was a particularly frustrating day.)
I fought back the panic. I tried to calm my racing heart. I mopped the sweat from my brow. I tried to think rationally. And then I did the only practical thing a rational computer addict would do. I drove 35 minutes home and 35 minutes back to retrieve said laptop. Hey, it ate up some of that three hour gap....
With my baby safely within my reach, my afternoon relaxed back into a state of calm.
Yesterday morning I was talking to a friend on my cell phone (who was in the midst of a crisis of sorts) as I was leaving the house for work. I grabbed my computer (hey, I learn from my mistakes - sort of) my keys, my bag of snacks and headed out the door. Only when I was nearly at work and thinking of pulling over to snap a picture of the Space Needle sticking out above a morning fog layer, did I realize that my purse, with said camera in it, was still at home.
No license. No credit card. No money.
Oops.
Meh. I wasn't concerned about the license. I wasn't planning on getting pulled over and I know my license number by heart in case of "emergency" need. They money and credit card were frustrating, as I'd been planning stops at Trader Joe's and the natural food store next door to where I work before I came home. That was problematic as the store next door is the only one I will buy meat from. And I wasn't trekking all the way back over there until Monday, as yesterday was my last day at work for the week.
Oh well. The family would just have to survive on what we had for food. They'd have a vegetarian weekend or eat lots of fish, which I could buy closer to home.
Did you catch that? I was far more distressed about forgetting my laptop, than my purse which held my license to drive as well as the money I needed to feed my family.
::hanging my head::
I might need to work on that addiction...
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6 comments:
If what you just described is wrong, then I never want to be right. I think Proverbs says it best. "I am my laptop's, and my laptop is mine."
What addiction? I see absolutely nothing wrong with your choices.
That's kinda scary huh?
hehe. Have a nice weekend!
Well it's not like your selling yourself for crack or anytihing. Besides, the family can fend for themselves.
I'd be the same way without my phone. Keepin' it real yo....
I would drive across the world for my phone and camera but I frequently forget my purse. So honestly I would not have even caught that if you did not wrote it at the end :)
I don't see the problem here ;]
Last weekend, we went to the store, shopped, checked out before we realized that neither of us remembered wallets, purses, or any form of payment. What a disaster! I waited at the store for Jeff to return home, grab his wallet, and return to the store. Good thing I had my phone and Tetris to keep me happy. :-)
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