I'm going to be out of commission for a few weeks - laid out.
I don't have a television - well, I do, but the reception is virtually non-existent, and I refuse to get cable - so I was wondering how I was going to keep myself occupied during the long hours of recovery.
Twice in my life I had surgeries - each time the recovery was hell. Not the pain or discomforts, and inconveniences, as much as the residual effects of the anesthesia and getting back to 'normal' sleep habits. This has a way of working on your head and taking you deep into the realm of existentialism in ways you never knew it before. In short, it sucks.
I know me, and in my head - in the wee hours of the night, when the rest of the world is in deep REM, not feeling my best - is a bad neighborhood to be cruising in alone.
Out of the blue comes my life line. My friend has been enjoying Netflix for a few years now. We joke around about my 5-for 5-for 5 habit at my local video shop - 5 videos, for 5 days for $5 - I think that's a pretty good deal - until I have to return them. And heaven forbid I accidentally pick up a new release -new releases are not part of the 5-5-5 deal. Late fees and I have become pretty familiar.
She's been gently pushing Netflix. So, anticipating my temporary incapacity, and looking out for my sanity I suppose, she sent an invitation to sign up for one month free - that's about the time I'll be laid out - how cool is that!
So I signed-up. Lord have mercy. I completed my registration at 9 pm. I discovered a 'watch instantly' option. As a member, I can download some movies, in addition to my plan, and watch them - instantly, on demand - and I was oh, so demanding last night. I didn't stop watching movies until 5:30 am.
This does not bode well. This can become a pretty nasty habit.
I suppose the luster will ware off soon. I hope. And I can get to watching a movie on occasion like most normal people. But then, what is normal. I like watching movies. It's what I do. It's a guilty pleasure. Just like my wine.
And like my wine, I might go a spell without a glass, even with dinner, then I want a glass each night; or I'll crave a nice jammy Syrah and will make sure I treat myself to one. That's how it is with movies. I can go for a long stretch without watching one, then BAM! it's all I want to do - which is why I loved the 5-5-5 plan. So Netflix will be my new normal. It'll save me time, fuel, late fees - and, except for that little watch movies instantly thing, waiting for my dvd's to arrive in the mail, will help me relearn the art of delayed gratification once again..
It's all good. And it's nice knowing my time will be well occupied as I lay in bed, keeping myself from wondering into those bad neighborhoods.
I don't have a television - well, I do, but the reception is virtually non-existent, and I refuse to get cable - so I was wondering how I was going to keep myself occupied during the long hours of recovery.
Twice in my life I had surgeries - each time the recovery was hell. Not the pain or discomforts, and inconveniences, as much as the residual effects of the anesthesia and getting back to 'normal' sleep habits. This has a way of working on your head and taking you deep into the realm of existentialism in ways you never knew it before. In short, it sucks.
I know me, and in my head - in the wee hours of the night, when the rest of the world is in deep REM, not feeling my best - is a bad neighborhood to be cruising in alone.
Out of the blue comes my life line. My friend has been enjoying Netflix for a few years now. We joke around about my 5-for 5-for 5 habit at my local video shop - 5 videos, for 5 days for $5 - I think that's a pretty good deal - until I have to return them. And heaven forbid I accidentally pick up a new release -new releases are not part of the 5-5-5 deal. Late fees and I have become pretty familiar.
She's been gently pushing Netflix. So, anticipating my temporary incapacity, and looking out for my sanity I suppose, she sent an invitation to sign up for one month free - that's about the time I'll be laid out - how cool is that!
So I signed-up. Lord have mercy. I completed my registration at 9 pm. I discovered a 'watch instantly' option. As a member, I can download some movies, in addition to my plan, and watch them - instantly, on demand - and I was oh, so demanding last night. I didn't stop watching movies until 5:30 am.
This does not bode well. This can become a pretty nasty habit.
I suppose the luster will ware off soon. I hope. And I can get to watching a movie on occasion like most normal people. But then, what is normal. I like watching movies. It's what I do. It's a guilty pleasure. Just like my wine.
And like my wine, I might go a spell without a glass, even with dinner, then I want a glass each night; or I'll crave a nice jammy Syrah and will make sure I treat myself to one. That's how it is with movies. I can go for a long stretch without watching one, then BAM! it's all I want to do - which is why I loved the 5-5-5 plan. So Netflix will be my new normal. It'll save me time, fuel, late fees - and, except for that little watch movies instantly thing, waiting for my dvd's to arrive in the mail, will help me relearn the art of delayed gratification once again..
It's all good. And it's nice knowing my time will be well occupied as I lay in bed, keeping myself from wondering into those bad neighborhoods.
