I was innocently sitting at the dinner table with my husband eating pizza (no time to cook). Ding went my email. Tweet went my twitter. Jim grabbed me by the arm, and said don't.
Yes, apparently I'm suffering from an addiction. It's pretty ironic, since I've resisted the whole internet thing for years. Several weeks ago, I got a laptop and somehow that provided a breakthrough into computer land for me.
No, it doesn't mean I know what I'm doing. Far from it. But I know enough to have lots of annoying questions and lots of frustration with you name it, anything more sophisticated than straight typing on the keyboard.
Discovering a plethora of interesting artist blogs is like opening up a new world. I don't want to miss anything!
This afternoon, Jim sent me to my studio. I must have been looking pretty glassy eyed. I felt great after I spent some productive time painting. This is what it's really all about. I need to remember this.
And I need to figure out how to turn off the dings and tweets and get back in control!
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