Haha...Argh!

To some, you might think it's funny but to me it is not. I haven't posted anything for awhile because I'm on the computer at work and when I get home I either don't want to be on the computer or if I do I feel that I shouldn't be on the computer because someone else wants to be... or maybe it's that I can't get on the computer because someone else is already there.

My DH is addicted to his cigar websites and chatting with his buddies. Now this world of his has it's benefits for both me and him. Of course he talks and meets with other people that have an interest in the sames things he does. Some of these people whom he's never met are so touched by his service to our Country that when he was deployed and our house was broken into, they wanted to do something special for myself and Marissa. Marissa now has a lovely new Dell laptop (for which I am totally jealous!) and I have both a Coach and Guess purse. These are just a couple gifts that David's cigar buddies have sent to us. Of course he's received cigars and other such paraphenalia from his friends but they are, after all, his friends. I was lucky to receive anything at all so I can't be too upset with his friendships.

We were even lucky enough to spend a weekend in nearby Myrtle Beach in a luxury condo where we shared the 3-bedroom, 2700sf (with foyer!) home-away-from-home with a few friends from "work". It was a Cigar Retreat for those from the webchat that were close enough to attend. We only had to pay about $60 per couple/family for the whole weekend!! The cigar smokers spent hours hanging out with one another at the Penthouse suite of the gentlemen that helped build the luxurious condo-plantation. That's how we got such a special rate to begin with. And we got to hob-nob with the "elite" folks. It was still a down to earth weekend filled with dinners out and shopping, trips to the beach and miniature golf. A trip that wouldn't have been possible or even planned if "we" didn't know these people from the cigar chats. So again, I should not complain.

But I'm still complaining. I mean, I'm writing this blog when I should be doing other things... (ie: working) and I feel as though if I'm on the computer more than 30 minutes I'm just wasting time or I feel the presence-pressure of my DH who wants to take over and talk to his friends (cuz they all might perish if they go a day withough exchanging thoughts!). I haven't even balanced the checkbook in a month because I don't feel as though I can be on the computer to enjoy myself or to work on it. Now my daughter is asking almost daily to use the computer (it was only a matter of time before she figured out how fun the internet could be and that a simple, non-connected computer wasn't good enough).

The time is coming where we will have to get a router and have a LAN setup in our home so that we can all go to our secret corners and live beyond in a world of keyboards, pixels and prose. We probably won't talk to eachother much (not that we talk that much now) but we'll be happy to have "our"space out there in the World Wide Web of networks. Where we can talk to everyone else - and maybe, just maybe we'll send eachother emails or communicate by chat from our separate corners. Lol.