Submitted by megan on Thu, 02/11/2010 - 23:15
The problem with stopping for a moment is that you realize how goddamn tired you are.
Possibly too tired to mop the floor.
I'm off to New York City tomorrow, another weekend date with D.Jack. We've been sort of planning this since, I dunno, November maybe?, and for serious planning it for a month.
But only about 15 minutes ago, when I was sweeping up the dirt from sweeping in preparation for mopping, bent down industriously trying to get the last bit of remaindirt, did I think "Holy fuck. This time tomorrow I'll be with D.Jack. In New York."
My body thrilled, a little tremble all through it.
But right now, I'm tired. I've spent the evening cleaning and packing, getting ready to come home to a clean house, which is something I love to do, even if it tires me out to rush it all in at the end because I inevitably fuck around and leave 80% of what I need to do till the night before.
I will interrupt this post to sing the praises of my iPhone. I got one a few weeks ago, after about two months of blithering about it. And pretty much immediately fell in love with it. After price, my main resistance was that I thought it might be more hype than anything else. It's not. It's a beautiful piece of machinery, beautifully and thoughtfully designed.
It is, as Steve pointed out, a bit heavy and bulky for a phone. It is, as I pointed out in return, very very small for a computer.
Which leads me back into the post. I think that I am not going to take my computer to New York.
Now, there are some of you out there that are gasping in shock at such a heretical though. There are others of you who don't understand why I would consider bringing it in the first place. Suffice it to say that I cannot remember the last time I went somewhere for more that 24 hours without bringing my computer with me.
I would say we had a symbiotic relationship except the computer would do fine without me.
The tug of anxiety that I'm feeling about leaving it behind - but what if? what if? - is actually the deciding factor.
Time to cut the cord there.
Or at least transfer it over to a smaller machine.