Just 8 days into Buy-Nothing-June, my I-pod dies. Gone. No coming back. It is a testament to the Apple brand that it has lasted this long. It's old school--a third generation Nano. I've had it for two-and-a-half years and have long since gotten my money's worth.
Of course, it is ironic that in an effort to curb my daughter's addiction to buying, I am now having to face my I-pod addiction. Not too long ago, I misplaced it for awhile and was completely out of sorts without it. I listen to pod-casts of NPR shows while I'm doing house chores. I have music for when I exercise. I listen to audio books while I knit or fold laundry or do rote things like log all the church member's contact info into a new database program (still no church secretary).
Now exercise is torture. Housework is even more of a drag. Yesterday, my daughter was kind of annoyed that I had the stereo on while I was making dinner. It clashed with her television show (she is loving the tv freedom that comes when school is not in session). I told her she was welcome to turn off the tv at anytime.
So, I suppose, I'll have to get used to more time with my own thoughts running through my head instead of Carl Castle's voice or the latest from the Black Eyed Peas.
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