In two weeks we became more comfortable with our hand held computers, emailing our old buddies and iMessaging our children like teenagers, both hands employed to hail our nuclear family from anywhere on our iPhones.
We are now trained to carry our idevices everywhere, never turning them off to save power! There are other ways…we have been shown!
The only problem is we are not really good at harkening the herald in London traffic. Hubs keeps his in an inside pocket where he is sometimes able to feel the vibration when he is alerted that it’s his turn to play Yahtze or Word. I am oblivious to any activity or desperate calls for advice until I arrive home and dump my iPhone out of my bag.
Therein lies my problem, I can neither hear nor feel when someone reaches out to me through the airwaves and shakes the messenger at the bottom of my tote.
Any solutions?
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.
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