My DH has been laid off for a while now and since he is has been at home so much, my daily routines pretty much revolve around him. Meaning I eat when he eats, sleep when he sleeps, go when he goes. Its not a bad life really except he requires three times more sleep than I do! Give me from four to six hours and I am ready to go, he sleeps in stretches of 12 to 14 hours, and when he sleeps, I do try to keep things quiet contrary to what he believes.
When I get up, I normally like to jump right in on the housework. I get all my chores done then I have the rest of the day to digi-scrap or work outside, or whatever but all winter long because he is still in bed sleeping, I get up, make my coffee and plop my big ole behind in this computer chair... AND because he probably will not get up until the news comes on this evening, my behind will probably stay in this chair most of that entire time! Isn't that sad! No wonder why, my backside is getting so wide and flat, huh! Hopefully as the days grow warmer and longer, I will start venturing outside and get into a routine of morning gardening like I used to. Anyway, back to yesterday...
When I first got up yesterday, I continued to tweak on my new blog look a little, checked my email, posted in a few forums, the usual routine, and then for some strange reason I decided I would jump on the social networking bandwagon and I joined Facebook. I now think this probably was a mistake. You see I have an addictive-type personality, and with Facebook comes Farming and Building Cities and Lord knows what else...and not only do you have to tend your own farm but you have to go out and help all your neighbors! While I was out in the real world yesterday, my new virtual world was going haywire.
I awoke this morning to find something suspicious was going on with my email and Google suggested that I change my password. That irritated me slightly for I try to use the same password on everything, so I changed that to by secondary password. Then I found my email inbox filled with friend requests and virtual gifts from names that I did not even recognize! Now this ole Granny watches television enough to know that the virtual world is nothing like the real world for there, you love everyone and help everyone, and give til your broke and the gold will continue to flow in your direction. In my real world, I had to plunk out $350.00 yesterday for a new dishwasher and $200.00 for groceries so my bank account is empty, and my house still needs cleaning, the clothes still need ironing, my kids have not called and I still don't have a dog!
Anyway, I accepted the friendship and gifts and traveled over to visit the virtual world and found my strawberries had wilted and died. Now mind you, they were just planted, so that let me know tending the ole farm would require more time than just popping in once or twice a week. My neighbors had fertilized my few little plant beds while I was away and because some one was so kind to me, I feel beholden to go help them but I can not see how to help them! I popped into to visit a couple of neighbors but I can't see how to help them!. They are all professional farmers with crops growing everywhere, animals ripping and running, haybarns bursting at the seams, baskets of vegetables and fruits everywhere, birds flying in the sky over their perfectly manicured fields and grasses, gorgeous flowers....it is enough to make me sick! I was there for only a few seconds and I had all ready broken half of the Ten Commandments because I was so envious! I have a hard enough time making it the real world and I think I had better just stick to it. My pre-Alzheimer mind can not handle the stress and I fear giving up too much to the virtual world while letting the real world go to hell-in-a-handbasket!
When I get up, I normally like to jump right in on the housework. I get all my chores done then I have the rest of the day to digi-scrap or work outside, or whatever but all winter long because he is still in bed sleeping, I get up, make my coffee and plop my big ole behind in this computer chair... AND because he probably will not get up until the news comes on this evening, my behind will probably stay in this chair most of that entire time! Isn't that sad! No wonder why, my backside is getting so wide and flat, huh! Hopefully as the days grow warmer and longer, I will start venturing outside and get into a routine of morning gardening like I used to. Anyway, back to yesterday...
When I first got up yesterday, I continued to tweak on my new blog look a little, checked my email, posted in a few forums, the usual routine, and then for some strange reason I decided I would jump on the social networking bandwagon and I joined Facebook. I now think this probably was a mistake. You see I have an addictive-type personality, and with Facebook comes Farming and Building Cities and Lord knows what else...and not only do you have to tend your own farm but you have to go out and help all your neighbors! While I was out in the real world yesterday, my new virtual world was going haywire.
I awoke this morning to find something suspicious was going on with my email and Google suggested that I change my password. That irritated me slightly for I try to use the same password on everything, so I changed that to by secondary password. Then I found my email inbox filled with friend requests and virtual gifts from names that I did not even recognize! Now this ole Granny watches television enough to know that the virtual world is nothing like the real world for there, you love everyone and help everyone, and give til your broke and the gold will continue to flow in your direction. In my real world, I had to plunk out $350.00 yesterday for a new dishwasher and $200.00 for groceries so my bank account is empty, and my house still needs cleaning, the clothes still need ironing, my kids have not called and I still don't have a dog!
Anyway, I accepted the friendship and gifts and traveled over to visit the virtual world and found my strawberries had wilted and died. Now mind you, they were just planted, so that let me know tending the ole farm would require more time than just popping in once or twice a week. My neighbors had fertilized my few little plant beds while I was away and because some one was so kind to me, I feel beholden to go help them but I can not see how to help them! I popped into to visit a couple of neighbors but I can't see how to help them!. They are all professional farmers with crops growing everywhere, animals ripping and running, haybarns bursting at the seams, baskets of vegetables and fruits everywhere, birds flying in the sky over their perfectly manicured fields and grasses, gorgeous flowers....it is enough to make me sick! I was there for only a few seconds and I had all ready broken half of the Ten Commandments because I was so envious! I have a hard enough time making it the real world and I think I had better just stick to it. My pre-Alzheimer mind can not handle the stress and I fear giving up too much to the virtual world while letting the real world go to hell-in-a-handbasket!
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