I must admit to my addiction to television, especially in the past year or so. For some “unknown” reason I’ve found myself escaping into the world of cable TV. I’ve discovered I can watch many of the better shows and don’t have to submit to mindless advertising. However, I have become a tubeaholic.
I could blame it on the pandemic, but that’s only half true. My internal clock is off balance as well. I’ve reverted to my younger years when I stayed up late at night. Maybe it’s some sort of anxiety – rearing its ugly head through different habits. I’ve taken to watching things like “Murder She Wrote,” “Midsomer Murders,” “Murder She Baked,” “Diagnosis, Murder,” and so on. Do you see a pattern here? My husband is getting a little paranoid. I wonder why?
About a week ago, we were informed by the cable company that our rates were going up by $30-40. When two people are struggling to get by each month on Social Security and a little side income from our teaching, $30-40 is like $100-200. Where does that extra charge come from? After spending hours discussing this with Customer Loyalty, we decided to simply cancel the service all together. We do have a smart TV after all. It should be able to figure out how to make those murder mysteries available again.
As with all the new fangled technology, we feel like dinosaurs trying to live in a totally different world. It takes us more time to figure things out than it used to and by the time we do, we’re exhausted. Even though I write a daily blog and do tons of research on the worldwide web, I’m still like an infant when it comes to any of it.
I should go outdoors and enjoy the heavenly weather, but allergies are an issue and humidity is unbearable for me. When I’m in the house, I get easily bored. Reorganizing and cleaning have no appeal. I tried writing a novel. I even finished it, I thought. Then I had a number of people read it and began to have second and third and even fourth thoughts about it. It’s been nearly a year since I’ve worked on it. Creative juices still flow, but sometimes they need a jump start and that’s where I’m at right now. I will undoubtedly go into withdrawal from my addiction and be better for it. In the meantime, I may have to write a murder mystery.