A few days away...

Well, they say a change can be just as good as a rest. Right now, I am inclined to agree with that logic, for the most part anyway. I gave myself a little bit of a change of scenery recently and helped Steve get rid of the crux of most of our disagreements, the rather large, noisy and energy sucking computer that lived on his desk. I mean this thing was not only THE biggest eyesore in Redditch, but the thing just ate electric like there was no tomorrow. When Steve had spent a day sat on it, he had clocked up nearly £10 of electric used in just one day. Now back on my own, I would use that in a month!

So now he is using one of my old computers, my, now his, Toshiba NB100 netbook. I had many a good time with that little netbook, and it accompanied me to many places, but I don't know, I have always preferred a large laptop over the miniature ones. Something to do with what I like doing with them and how I tend to use them. My laptop is like my nerve centre, it has my budgets, my asthma information, editing software and games. As well as the videos that I like to watch when I am not really doing anything. I have never really been a fan of desktop PCs at the best of times, finding them very clunky and rather energy inefficient, something that does get my back up.

I suppose it is because I am in to the whole "Save The Environment" thing, or it could just be that I don't see the point in wasting money on things that really ought not be wasted on. I am a big hater of waste at the best of time, and when I saw how much that computer sucked from our meter, I will admit I did begin to panic a lot, I mean, how on earth were we supposed to keep our electric on at that point?

But I digress from the point, I have taken a few days away from everything just to give myself some time to rest, heal and get strong again. Another admission on Monday was not the way I had envisioned things to go. Maybe I had somehow convinced myself that in getting my home neb that everything like that would settle down, but I should have understood, it was never a miracle cure, not really. Maybe I was more disappointed than anything else as I really wanted everything to go back to how it used to be. But then again, maybe it never will be, but I think now I can accept that and rather than feel sorry for myself, I think I can be glad at least I am alive and I still get up for another day.

Loves
Wendy xx