It’s funny how interconnected the habits of my life are.
Case in point: my laptop. It died, rather unceremoniously, just before Thanksgiving. My computer fix-it guy said the motherboard was fried.
Being a mother, in the middle of the holiday season, I could sympathize.
When Mr. Fix-It told me how much it would be to repair the thing, my sympathy turned to simmering anger. The laptop, just barely two years old, would cost me over $350 to fix. About half the cost of a moderately awesome, brand-new computer!
No thanks, I said. I’ll just get a new one.
I took the useless box home, though, in case I change my mind. That has not happened. I’m mad at technology.
The interesting part of this experience has been how the death of my laptop has created an ennui of sorts. I find that I am (almost) completely disinterested in writing without that laptop. And since I usually write about quilts, I also find that I am (almost) completely disinterested in quilting. And since I’ve not been writing or quilting, I’ve been (almost) completely bored in my spare time.
I find that curious.
What was it about that laptop? Did it have some magical hold on me that I didn’t understand? How on earth has the lack of it zapped me of quilting energy? Have I broken some strange web of invisible thread that links my writing habits to my quilting hobby?
And then, I remembered.
It’s just January.
The death of the laptop has just magnified the January-ness.
The holidays are over. I’m tired of shopping, wrapping, cooking, parties, visits. The weather is yucky. The mornings and afternoons are dark. I have that feeling you get when you are in between projects. One is over, and the next has yet to begin.
I am tempted to force myself to start something new. Or to finish something old. But, you know what?
I’m not going to. I am going to hang out in the ennui for a bit longer, and see what happens. It may be boring, but it is also quite restful. 😊
Wishing peace for you in this New Year,