I must, I must make the leap.  For more years than my grandchildren have been alive, I’ve accessed the Internet through my phone lines.  This method has served me well.  No.  I can’t download large files, movies or UTube; but I’m not interested in doing that anyway.

My computer has remained for me a work tool and I’m pretty snobbish about that fact.  However, in the past few months, I’ve been coming under increased ridicule because of my non-existent wireless access.   Comments like, “Oh, of course.  You are over 50.  No one over 50 seems to want to know anything about computers or the Internet.”   Or “What do you mean you don’t have wireless?  Where is the nearest Starbucks?  I’ll just spend my days there.”  And those comments have come from all three of my vacationing children.

Here is my problem.  First, there are two facilities–I refuse to dignify them by calling them utilities–that drive me to near distraction:  the phone company and the cable company.  I hate paying them money and I hate even more having to talk to them in person or on the phone.  I see no way to upgrade to wireless without dealing with at least one of these entities.

Second, my phone system is somewhat complicated.  Even the phone company can’t seem to keep track of the in’s and out’s of my system.  You see, my home phone is automatically forwarded to my cell phone.  I must keep the two lines because I have two phone numbers  in two offices in two counties.  Additionally, I can’t disconnect my home phone because of the emergency phone system in our house that is connected to my husband through a wrist band and some sort of radio waves. 

I also love my joimail.com e-mail account because of the amazing filter that has totally eliminated ALL unwanted and trashy messages.  It was originally designed for the use of children and it’s perfect for me.  Using another system would mean that I have to get rid of my amazing e-mail account or continue to pay for it.  I don’t want to do either.

However, the time has come to bite the electrical wires and do the right thing–get wireless Internet access, upgrade my phone system and work toward world peace. 

Yes, this a rambling entry that has no earthly, much less heavenly, value but there are times that I merely have to make a commitment then stick to it.  When my son flew home from Hawaii and spent most of his time at Starbucks last week, my resolve to remain wireless-free crumbled.  It’s time.  Any suggestions on how to make the pain threshold of change weaker?