I got home today and my hard drive was fried...aaaaahhhhhhh! I really don't know when I am going to be able to get it fixed. I didn't realize how frickin addicted I had become to facebook and blogging. I feel pretty good about the blog thing, but my facebook addiction has definitely become a problem. (OMG! I really suck at typing on this new phone!)
Sorry, back to the topic at hand...my stupid computer addiction. I was in such a panic about not being able to get online. First, I called a friend to see how hard it would be to fix my computer because I am an idiot when it comes to that stuff. She said not hard, but she couldn't do it until Friday...oh, no no. That won't do! I felt a panic. The thought of not being able to get on the computer for that long felt erriely familiar. That obsession. That compulsion. Those racing thoughts about trying to figure out some way. The thought came to me...go get a new phone. I went to the sprint store completely driven, with no regard for the fact that I really can't afford a new phone, but I didn't care. This had to be fixed. Long story short, I got a new phone, that I don't really need, with a new 2 year agreement with a company I really know nothing about.
It totally felt like that old behavior. Making decisions with only my selfwill and perceived needs in focus. At no point in this story did I pause or pray, asking for the right thought or action. No praying happened that my thinking be cleared of wrong motives. Maybe this was the 'right' course of action, but it felt very much like the old, crazy impulsive Melissa and I didn't like it one bit!