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laptop freedom

i'm watching the today show. right now, i'm watching matt lauer talk about the netherlands. and i'm blogging. let me go back a bit.
i got up this morning and took an aerobic walk. when i got home, shannon was on our computer. let me go back a bit further.
shannon owns her own business, on paper designs. it is a graphic design business that designs logos, brochures, postcards, letterhead, business cards, invitations, ad journals, and much more. and let us not forget that she is also a stay-at-home mom to our two boys, which takes so much of her time and energy. and yet most of her work needs to be done on the computer. so that means that when i am home from work (morning, night, and my days off), whe is often on the computer, which makes sense, but it also means that i often don't get much of a chance to use the computer.
this has been frustrating for me at times, as i would just like to write a blog entry or check my email, but don't want to interfere with her work.
but not anymore. the church finally got me a laptop, the one pictured above, for all of my computing needs. so this morning, after i took my walk, i came home and turned on the today show, sat on my bed with the cold morning air floating through the open window, opened my computer, checked my email, sent a note to my covenant group, and responded to a pastoral need. now i'm blogging. and i haven't even left the bedroom.
this may not seem to exciting to you - but i am thrilled. absolutely thrilled about the freedom this gives me. oh, wait, matt is walking through a field of tulips. brilliant.
ps. coldplay is giving away a song today. check it out here.


Mary said…
ah im jealous
Crafty P said…
I long for this freedom. Part of the reason for my sporadic blogging lately is due to the fact that the computer is in the basement and I am not. ugh. one day maybe I will taste this freedom you speak of.... one day...
greg. said…
the truth will set you free, crafty p.
Emoly said…
I miss our laptop... Bill has it with him. You get used to the simple pleasures in life. Like checking your e-mail from the comfort of your couch, instead of the office chair. And then, it's gone. Good for you greg! I'm glad to hear you are enjoying the finer things in life!!!

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