My internet went out.
I know, you’re thinking, how can the internet going out be a blessing in disguise. Trust me, it is.
So to clarify, my main internet went out. I still have my smart phone so I still get email, Facebook, Twitter and I can look up something if I really need to. It’s not the same thing though. I can’t play online games like ‘World of Warcraft’, working on my web projects is a challenge at best and in some cases not really an option, and it is a lot less inductive to pointless web browsing.
I recently decided to start playing guitar, more regularly. I want to learn some specific songs and I really want to get a little more serious about it. I also play World of Warcraft and it is usually the topic of conversation or at least part of the conversation with one or two of my co-workers at lunch. My guitar playing has been eating into my WoW time. I get caught up playing guitar and forget, or don’t have time to log into WoW to run daily quests or whatever. This causes me to feel like I’ve failed at some responsibility with regards my friends. We won’t go there. But it does.
Anyway, I came home Tuesday evening to find no internet connection. After doing the normal reboots and resets, I called about it. Supposedly there was just then a new service outage in my area. I’m thinking, ok, a few hours. No big deal, I can be patient and go do something else. The next morning, still nothing, but another call finds out that supposedly they are laying a new line and it should be back up by the time I get home from work. It wasn’t, and now supposedly the problem is with my modem. I am now thinking I’m getting the run around. I schedule the service call. The best I could get without taking off work was Friday afternoon and it was going to cut into my work out. The service options for Saturday were going to cut into my time with my nephew. So I took the Friday time though I was not happy about it. At this point I am frustrated and very unhappy.
After some thought, I decided I could make the Saturday service call work, I’d just get more time with my nephew. So I called back to reschedule the appointment only to find out Saturday was no longer available and I was now looking at Sunday afternoon. No, I did not decide to just keep my original appointment. I took the Sunday one.
Really, what’s a few more hours? I won’t have to miss out on any of my workout on Friday, I will have more time to devote exclusively to my nephew on Saturday, and since I won’t be able to get on the internet to do any number of things I “need” to be doing, “should” be doing, or just do, I won’t have to feel guilty or anything like that about playing my guitar from the time I walk in the door until my fingers won’t move any more.
Permission to do something I really love and enjoy? Now that’s a blessing.
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Originally published at: suguayproductions.com/joomla which has been discontinued.
