Stop the world, I wanna get off. My OS has been updated 12 times since Wednesday, my watch is overheating and now I have a rash. The fridge is not talking to the toaster and I think I need to take them to couple’s therapy. I’m pretty sure my insurance wont cover it.
I walked by my home office last night and a feeling of Christmas washed over me. It was like I was a kid again peeking at the Christmas tree, all the equipment was off, but the twinkling lights of chargers and adapters, of monitors and sleeping CPU’s made me hearken back to my childhood and the twinkling lights. Well, I thought, now I’ve done it, I have done what I berate retailers for doing. I have put out the holiday directions before Thanksgiving, something I swore I would never do. I should post a picture, it really was pretty. And ridiculous.
But this is my world. It all started with a laptop. But no, that was not enough. I added a monitor only to realize the laptop didn’t have enough juice. A desktop, a Mac, an Android tablet, a circus of video equipment all neatly integrated. A desk that raises and lowers itself, another even larger monitor (now there are four). A video lighting system, a green screen, oh, and a partridge in a pear tree. There were 7 Lords, but I asked them to leave. My name is Don and I have a problem.
I suppose I could convince myself that I am a collector like one who collects art or Hummel figurines or spoons; all of which would be more reasonable. But I have become a hoarder of technology and there’s not a 12 step program in sight.
I’d have a giant garage sale, or an auction, but I am sure I would outbid everyone and even end up with more twinkly things to add to my menagerie. So the only thing I can do is capitulate. I have given in, and now I must give up. I must resolve myself to my weakness.
And saddest of all. I use every single piece of this gear.
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