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You Know You Are Addicted to the Internet When…


Its true we just don’t know how good we have it until something comes up and we don’t!  For me it has been my hand…my writing hand..the right one!  I haven’t been able to craft, or blog and barely have uttered a comment since Saturday night.  oh my.

On Saturday I woke up with a sore hand?  I didn’t know what I had been up to in my sleep.  I don’t remember it bothering me during the day as I drilled my teapot garden party set (you can see Saturday’s post) and whatever else I did.  At about 11:00 p.m.  the pain started again and my right little finger and side of the hand were soooo tender and sore.  By Sunday it was really swollen and I could not dare touch the area.  On Monday I went to a walk in clinic during my busy morning at work.  I was sent for x-rays but nothing was broken.  I had my hand taped with one of those big popsicle sticks and then I was icing it off and on every 1/2 hour or so.  Now that was fun to do at my desk at work.

Yesterday morning it was a touch swollen and I kept it wrapped to keep from knocking it and I held my hand up.  You know, by the end of the day when about the 4,329th person asked me about my hand (all the faculty were back)…I said to a co-worker who sits close to me “I’m sick of this hand story…aren’t you”?  We laughed about that.    Anyway last night it felt so much better and today the swelling seems slmost all gone but it feels like I’ll have to take care what I do with it.  So I am FREE now…and I can type and do all those things I couldn’t that were bugging me. 

Thinking about not being able to comment or blog much I wanted to send this to you which was forwarded to me.  Do any of these sound like you?

Your bookmarks takes 15 minutes to scroll from top to bottom.

You step out of your room and realize that your parents have moved and you don’t have a clue when it happened.

All of your friends have an @ in their names.

You’ve already visited all the links at Yahoo and you’re halfway through Excite.

You check your mail. It says “no new messages.” So you check it again.

Your phone bill is delivered in a box.

You wake up at 3 a.m. to go to the bathroom and stop and check your e-mail on the way back to bed.

You forget what year it is.

You begin to wonder how on earth your service provider is allowed to call 200 hours per month “unlimited.”

Hope you have a lovely day.



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