Fifty-five hours

I knew it was possible. If others could do it, why not me? It wasn’t as if we’d never separated before, but it had always been when I was away from home. This time I determined to do it when the temptation was right there.

And I did it! Yes, I managed to stop myself from turning on my computer for fifty-five hours. It wasn’t easy – especially when I went into my office and saw it sitting innocently on my desk. It was as if it had a sign attached to it: OPEN ME.

I resisted all temptation. When I wasn’t at the supermarket or my daughter’s concert or cleaning or cooking, I sat in the garden and read.

It was lovely. I should do it more often.

You know what? Since we got back together I haven’t cursed my computer at all. Well… hardly.