Hates em. My left hand has a finger that cramps up so bad it's a screaming pain, to move it, after I have been keyboarding awhile. You would think something arthritic would get looser and better, with use, but this gets worse. My middle finger has received shots for trigger finger. Now, it appears to just be inflamed, with arthritis.
Then, there's the floater, in my left eye, that tends to get better with less staring at computer screens, and worse with more of that. Sensible people do what is sensible. Apparently, I am very slow at sensible, because here I sit banging away, with that painful finger, knowing I will want to cut it off, by nightfall, for having done that.
Most of us make our living, banging away on keyboards. I did so, for about 12 years and before that used my hands for sorting, lifting, sifting types of activity. The demands and pace of keyboarding heavy positions at work places are very rough on fingers and wrist despite any efforts at ergonomic consideration, for employees.
Just to save myself that screaming pain, at night time, I am considering getting myself off the net, permanently, or at least until I can afford to have this finger amputated. I'm kidding about the amputation, though I think that would be less painfull.
Still planning to take off and go north, next year, if at all possible. My desire to do so, grows by the day. Come January, I will begin the process of preparing my condominium for sale. Hopefully, I get enough out of it to pay off my debt to the point that I can afford nice living quarters up north. Whatever I do up there, rent or own, I will do it as inexpensively as possible, because my living environment is not first on my list of things that have to be perfect. That life amenity should be adequate for my needs and clean and warm, and then comes everything else I want out of life.
Made up my mind, not to seek employment, while still in Madison, and, instead, concentrate on the sale of this Madison home, so I can be on my way ASAP up to the northland from which I came. It has changed drastically, to the point that it seems like an alien land, however, much more family is there than here and I can always come visit those here, for special occassions, as does my ex, who lives in the northland.
There are friends there, that are good as gold, and whole families of folk I belong to up there, that I will be very much blessed to be back around, once again. I escaped unemployment when I came down here. Now, I am retired, pretty much and desire to be in familiar places, among familiar folk, though a lot of it has, due to much development and construction, become like a foreign land to me.
At least that decision is made. The computer thing will probably take some more nights of screaming and crying as quietly as possible, in pain, before I get it that, this too, I can do without. Perhaps I will see more of family, and hear by phone more or snail mail, once I am no longer electronically connected. Better I amputate internet, than my middle left finger, me thinks. Wonder how much pain it will take to get me off this electronic habit of mine?
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