I Love Researching on the Internet: Is that a Surprise?

Most everyone has someone they can turn to for advice, assistance, words of wisdom, etc.  That pool of support is so valuable. Yet I find myself constantly searching out answers to all my problems online, rather than picking up the phone. I wonder why.

For one thing, I find the telephone exhausting. Unless the timing is just right and my hands and mind are free of all other tasks, the phone causes me anxiety. Just thinking about the phone causes anxiety.  I might want to look deeper into that. But there’s more…

I hate to bother people with my tiny problems.  If I called Mama Mar or Nanette every time I had a question, they would surely put each each other on speed dial and set up their own support line for how to deal with me.

The biggest factor, though, is simply convenience. From mesothelioma cancer to birthday party ideas for kids - everything I need to know is waiting for me at any hour of the day (and night)!  The day is often so GO-GO-GO that it isn’t until late at night, when things quiet down, that all my questions pop up and ideas start to flourish. It’s too late to dial out but the internet is wide awake and beckoning.  Let the research begin!

My secret research is kids. My kids do the weirdest things and I love having an anonymous place to look things up and be assured that we are normal. Ha! To a point, anyway. Oh! And recipes! When my cooking inspiration is on the fritz, the web always gives me fresh ideas. What do you rely on the internet for?

Or is it. Am I at my limit or am I becoming set in my ways?  Do I need to buckle down or do I need to relax? I’m confused. I want a dog. A puppy specifically. I NEED something small and helpless to care for, it seems. I am in my 40s now [...]

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Over the months you and I have discussed how the economy has affected us in different ways.  Some good and some bad.  Here is a sad one I was thinking about today.   I have hated seeing local businesses close their doors. Big and small businesses alike.   The closing of the tuxedo shop that’s been there [...]

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My husband told me that his windshield was struck by a pebble on the highway and that a small star burst was formed.  I said, “Thank stinks! I’m sorry.” Of course he knew it needed to be fixed right away. He didn’t need me to tell him that.
When hubs got home he showed me the [...]

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My laptop is not wireless and it needs to be.  What is the point of having a wireless in this day and age and NOT be wireless, I ask.  This computer is only about five years old… it’s not that the technology wasn’t available. But it might have been new. Or I was too cheap. [...]

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“Shopping for my kids” and “on a budget” are two of the crappiest phrases I can put together. I am not very good at doing it, and I know I spend too much, but it’s not really something I am willing to change. But I am willing and determined to give it more thought, make [...]

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My computer is constantly getting bogged down by its cluttered up hard drive. It is on my list to clear up the junk. It is on my list to research storage solutions. It is on my list to have breakfast but here it is almost noon and I have not even accomplished that. I don’t [...]

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I am a stone cold bitch when it comes to decorating my Christmas tree. At least I have been up until now. It is not easy to admit that because Christmas and holiday decorating are supposed to conjure up images of comfort and joy, not a mad woman barking instructions and rolling her eyes. “Too [...]

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When I first heard the term “staycation” earlier this year I thought it was lame.  I know it was supposed to put a positive spin on the fact that many of us could not afford vacations this year, but to me it just represented the poor economy and individual hard times being felt across the [...]

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I did something so dumb this week. I can’t even claim that I never did it before. I do it a lot, actually. Usually the consequences are a little discomfort on my own behalf. Or are these only the consequences I see at the time?  What is this dumb occasional habit I have? I skip [...]

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