A Minor Triumph

Color me happy. I went for a swim and dip in a hot tub with Li the other day. In the course of that, I concluded that my swimsuit was rather larger than I now need. It was all the better, because the suit in question is the one I pulled out when I shrank out of the one I wore when I first began to really work out. So today I went shopping, looking for a suit one size smaller in the clearance racks.

There wasn’t one that size; best I could do was two sizes smaller. I looked at the suit. I thought about how the one I was replacing had looked, and decided to give it a try. Lo and behold, it fit very nicely indeed. I knew I felt a lot better in this body, but didn’t know the change had manifested itself in a way I could measure externally. Go, me!

I’ve just showed my dad this computer. Yep, I’m writing on the new laptop. He is much impressed. He played with computers pretty near from their infancy until his retirement, programming them at a time when they occupied an entire building, required a specially chilled room and did less than a modern five buck calculator in a blister pack. And now I’m sitting here on the back porch at my folk’s house, no electric outlet in sight, typing away at a computer sitting in my lap. Dad is 74. He grew up reading the pulps. From his point of view, it’s the stuff of science fiction come to life. Of course, he also wants one. I’m checking to see what I can do about that. I’ll get him a desktop, though. A 17-inch monitor is much easier on older eyes.

From my point of view? I can bring my son to visit his grandparents even when I want to blog, or work, or just write e-mail. I don’t have to drive back home (half an hour each way) to get back to my files, desk, computer, etc. I’m not tied down. I can sit out on the porch with my son instead of making him stay inside until I finish with my obligations. Multi-tasking? Sure. Would it be better if I didn’t have to? Probably. But the alternative is to be stuck inside. Me, I’ll take the technology.

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