Light Notes

Something new, someone new

I’m having an issue with commitment.

It’s my new computer and software. We’ve been trying to bond for close to a week, and so far the relationship isn’t going very well.

Honestly, I want my old computer back.

Ashamedly, I’ve called this new one a few names, but who wouldn’t? Why just the other day it told me it needed a new driver. (That’s the thanks I get after I paid a fortune for this thing!) And now that it’s embedded in my life, it’s letting me know just how needy it really is. Sure didn’t look that way when it was sitting all pretty on the store shelf.

I’m finally ready to admit that this whole “getting to know each other” feels like a car crash on the information highway. Unfortunately, I’m an Underwood typewriter “tech” in a personal computer world. And I’m not the only one having a problem.

Just the other day at the hair salon, I casually mentioned the “commitment issue” I’m having with my new computer and software. Within seconds, curling irons cooled while tempers heated up. It had become a meeting of the “Women Scorned Club,” each with their tale of computer woe.

One gal admitted that she’d hooked up her new printer and before she knew it, it had run off with her computer’s hard drive. Another said she’d turned around twice after loading new software when her screen went dark, taking her life with it.

Those stories are enough to make you pause for thought.

Guess something new isn’t always as good as it looks on the surface. And yet, we sometimes think something else — or someone else — may be better when in reality what we have is really great. We’ve just gotten used to them.

In this day and age, a lot of messages pop up that tell us a newer model will bring us happiness, but I’m not so sure they’re right. And when it comes to our marriage, I feel certain they’re not.

Bill and I have been married for more than four decades. We made a promise before God to love each other ‘til death do us part. (And I admit that some days, we’d like to hurry along the process.) But for the most part, being married and enjoying all the pleasures that the years together bring is wonderful.

That’s contentment — and commitment.