For a number of years now, my BFF has referred to my computer setup as “The Cockpit” and it’s a pretty accurate description. Back when my sole source of income was medical transcription, I spent long periods of time at my computer with my headphones/earbuds on earning a living. Now that I’m more or less retired, I still spend a fair amount of time at the computer doing creative writing, reading blogs, listening to music, writing knitting patterns, playing games, watching videos. I have Winamp and Rhapsody/Napster and 1.5 TB of disk space when all I want is Music! Music! Music!. I have an extension cord for my headphone jack taped to the underside of my desk with the plugin at the left edge of the desk, which enables the earbud cord to reach my ears without setting up an equipment disaster should I forget to take my earbuds out before I get up from my desk. I’ve figured out a way to stream my favorite internet radio stations through Winamp. I can settle in with a lap robe, a pot of tea, recline in my recliner and listen to music while I do whatever else I’m doing at the computer, like blogging.
My BFF refers to these computer sessions as “flying the house” — as though the house were a ship in interstellar space, and I’m in my pilot’s console at my controls off on a flight of fancy . . .
I’ve got a little timer on my desktop I’ve set to go off every 45 minutes, at which time I stop and use my facial steamer. I’ve been doing modified Ujjayi breathing during the treatments, inhaling through the nose and exhaling through the mouth. It seems to be helping.
I set the HVAC on heat a while ago, and tonight we’re having our first hard frost. At just on 4 a.m. it’s 27 F (-2.77 C). I have the thermostat set at 68 F (20 C), and when the heat comes on, first the natural gas burner lights with a FWOOMP! and a soft roar. Then the blower comes on, adding a rumble to the roar, and my rocket engines do a timed burn, pushing me a little faster, a little farther, heading toward warp . . .