We will be without a computer for a few days.
A few weeks ago, Sparky dropped his laptop and broke it. Kaputt. Fertig. Tot.
We’re cannibalizing his to fix my mine. I accidentally vacuumed up most of my F keys one day last year. Warning: Don’t vacuum cat hair off a laptop with a Dyson.
So for a few days, we will be without.
Without news, without blogs, without email, without The Superficial, without, without, without…
I never realized how close we were, my laptop and I. I never realized that I stroke her keys more often than I stroke my cats and that’s way more often than I stroke Sparky. I knew she was good to me, giving access to friends, family and music, but I never really “saw” how much. She’s been my primary caregiver since I moved to Germany. She’s comforted me and connected me. She even lets the cats sit on her keys without throwing too much of a fit. She is everything an expat girl could want or need.
I know it will only be for a few days, but when she comes back, Sparky and I will be sharing her. We’ll be a one-laptop family and I’m not sure if I can cope.
I mean, like, I like my bookmarks in the sidebar at all times. I like to eat honey toast and read my celeb gossip. I like to read blogs whenever I get a hankering to read blogs. I never clean out my e-mail box. Sometimes, I leave droplets of honey on my wrist rest or on my mouse. I love my mouse. She’s big and blue.
And now I’m going to have to share.
I swear that my life long insecurities started the minute my brother was born and I was forced to share my mother with a mewling infant. Am I a better person for it? Yes. Do I care? The only-children I know live carefree lives and tend to think only of their happiness. That might be nice. Only-children share because of their generous spirit not because they resentfully have to share, because it is expected. Only-children can share because they never have to give up what they want.
How about another metaphor. I’ve always been a one-on-one girl. Threesomes + have never appealed to my world order. And now that I have this type of intimacy, I’ll never go back to the willy-nilly per-hour computer relationships of the past. I know loyalty and trust. I now know commitment. I now know de-vo-tion. Try to add a third party to that mix. What do you get? Very expensive lawyers…
Understand? See you in a few days.