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EmPowered or ImPrisoned

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How is it possible to spend an entire day doing absolutely nothing? This is time that I could have spent organizing my life, decluttering, doing laundry, making a "to do" list so I can get things done.

But on this amazing Friday -- still in the 90s but with low humidity -- I have accomplished.... well, I got up this morning, had coffee, made a balanced breakfast, watered the plants... and that's it.


I blame it on my Apple Macbook Pro. It won't let me get anything done.



First, I check my mail and then check in with my Facebook family and then one click leads to another and pretty soon I am  in Belize and then at the Spoleto Festival in Charleston, planning next year's vacations.

I am stepping away from the Mac today, unplugging from all of my devices and living in the real world -- getting my life in order so that I may live. I'm an addict, according to an Internet addiction test, I am too far gone.

On the road to recovery, I vow to spend at least one full day…

R_E_S_P_E_C_T

WTF? Where's Aretha when you need to hear her demand r-e-s-p-e-c-t?

Why is it so difficult for some people to so easily disrespect others who deserve respect?

I have some wicked thoughts about the answer to my own question. But there's no time for me to rage on about this problem and where it's roots lie -- petunias must be planted.

But first -- I write on the day President Obama fired McChrystal, the general in charge of his Afghanistan war strategy, a week after some congressman named Joe Barton apologized to BP over the oil spill in the Gulf f Mexico.



Never mind that a promise was made to the people of the region by the British oil company behind the worst environmental disaster in the history of the United States (probably the worst in the history of the entire universe because they will never be able to stop the oil leak in the Gulf of Mexico, which will be dead to us and there goes the beautiful turquoise water lapping against the shore of the Yucatan peninsula -- …

Broken Vow

When I was much younger, I vowed never to be one of those old broads who clamor on incessantly about life "in the old days." There was a lot of serious stuff going on but that's a subject for another day.

Today I'm feeling a little nostalgic for the stuff that was great. Maybe it was that recent awful airline experience with two lost bags -- going and coming; flights canceled for no reason; airline security lines and little ziplock plastic bags with containers of liquids of no more than three ounces each. Whatever, life has me overwhelmed right now and I'm longing for what I imagine I'm missing.

Today I'm giving myself permission to break my vow and look back fondly on the old days. Because, honestly some things really were better back in the day.

Things like:
flying comfortably and arriving without hasslegetting a good night's sleep driving for funshopping for clotheshaving a waistlinenot thinking about what you atelong summer break from schoolcustom…