Monday, July 26, 2010

internet vs. bedtime

Steve and I have different bedtimes. I can't believe I just said that and didn't backspace. It sounds so juvenile. But I really don't know any better way to say it. I go to bed much earlier than he does. I like to read in bed and let my eyelids tell me when it's time to fall asleep. My book ends up on the pillow or the floor; sometimes I have enough foresight to put a marker in it and turn off the lamp. And sometimes, I say I'm going to bed and get distracted by the glow of the screen saver. I could be addicted to the internet.

Seriously. Steve and I have often discussed how I'm the only person we know that's not addicted to something (unless you count ice cream or pasta, I guess). But if we were to analyze me further, we'd see I rarely go more than a couple hours without logging on to see what I missed while I was away.

I check emails and Facebook (even though I think I'm too old for it now). I check my LinkedIn account occasionally, look up words on dictionary.com. I peruse eBay, Banana Republic, Amazon for things to buy. I read my own blogs because I'm egotistical. I watch my sitemeter like a hawk. I read other people's blogs and I google random topics that I heard recently that I'm not knowledgeable about. I look at what jobs are out there even though I'm not looking. In a nutshell, I dawdle because I love the internet.

Last night was one such night when a quick email check turned into a couple hours of nonsense surfing. But I was waiting for Steve to come upstairs because I enjoy the whole falling asleep in each other's arms concept...although about a minute in I pull out of his embrace and turn towards the window because that's the only way I can actually fall asleep. So maybe I don't enjoy that as much as I enjoy its prelude. Either way. I heard the usual hum of the TV so I knew he was awake watching some stupid comedy that he so enjoys.

I called down to him my nightly mantra, "come to bed," and about an hour later, when I couldn't think of a single website I hadn't visited, I walked into our bedroom. There was Steve, on our bed, waiting for me. "How long have you been up here?" I asked. "At least an hour, I'm halfway done with Shallow Hal," he answered. "What did you say to me earlier? Did you say 'Come to bed'?"

3 comments:

Autumn in jeans said...

Lol I can relate!! Jason is a PhD student and therefore spends MOST of his time working on research or homework or if he has a spare minute, reading or fixing up things around the house. As of right now he sleeps during the day and works on research and such at night. I sleep at night and work during the day.

I too like falling asleep in his arms (and then turning on my side away from him lol) and I too check my internet almost religiously!

You aren't alone, there's TONS of interesting (time consuming) things out here. And as one of those "never wants to miss a thing" types of people, I tend to always be surfing for this or that or .....

lol.

cabcree said...

oh my word...do you read Pearls Before Swine? for some reason this reminds me of the one Stephan Pastis did on 5/23/2010. cracked me up because I can relate. :)

melinda sue said...

i run out of things to do on the internet after paying my bills and reading blogs...