Most of my friends here are not into technology. They don’t want a computer even though they have an idea of the world that would open to them if they had one. I just can’t imagine my life without a computer and thanks to my granddaughter, Mackenzie, I can rest assured she’ll keep me provided with one that will probe the universe. I love this one that she got for me…another Dell with all the bells and whistles. If I go to a Mac, I will have to find a new granddaughter and I’m not about to do that.
Years ago I told her I was buying my last computer and that I’d take it with me when “they” put me in the nursing home. It would have racing stripes. I don’t know how many computers she’s bought for me since then, but I would guess 5 or 6. I’m in the “nursing home” now with a room equipped with all the latest technological gadgets at my fingertips. There are wires strung around like you see pictured in Indian (spot Indian) call centers…a mass of wires of all shapes and sizes with surge protectors all cluttering the floor. The maintenance guys here just walk in and smile. They know there is nothing they can do about it. They put in a new generator and I think it was just for me.
>>>>>>>those wires lead to my apartment…
My grandson called me from Afghanistan this morning. Well, he Skyped me which is even better as I got to see him fit, healthy and smiling. I could see the hairs on his neck and his beautiful smile. We talked as if he were in the same room together. I find that just incredible…after all, I’m 84 and this wasn’t possible even a few years ago. If some of my friends here had persevered, they too could be having the same kinds of conversations with their grandchildren and great-grandchildren who live far away. It isn’t fun getting old because the world passes you buy before you know what’s happening. It’s a struggle to keep up with friends and family….not entirely possible, but with some effort, it can makes a difference if you have a computer and long-distance service…and use them.
I don’t get to see some of my friends as often as I would like, but thanks to Cox services, I can talk with my kids, grandkids, Sandra, Joyce, Susie,Betty, Shirley, Nancy and other friends as often as I like. Yea for more technology.
Tomorrow I’m getting my hair cut. Marsha has a shop on the first floor so it’s convenient. She’s good and charges $16.00. I don’t have to get in my car and go any place and I love her service. Her son works at the Correctional Facility in Ellsworth so we always have a lot to talk about.
Ally came today and we had lunch…a burger at Bogey’s. I don’t go there often but I’ve decided I don’t like their shakes. I liked the ones Melinda Svaty liked, but they can’t seem to make it like that anymore. I do like their sugar free cherry limeades. We ran into the Tomans and Connie and Mark Martin, which was nice. Ally ran some errands for me and best of all…she hauled my trash to the dumpster. I don’t know how I accumulate so much refuse and it’s a pain for me to carry down the hall. I really do appreciate it when she or Todd does it for me.
Life is good in the Palace. Thanks for tuning in…