Hello world out there world!

I know it’s been a while since I posted. I wish I had a good excuse but the truth is Canada finally got Pokémon Go and everyone over night has become obsessed – I know I have at least, which either is a good thing or a bad thing. Good in the sense I have walked more than I have ever walked in my measly life to hatch virtual eggs to get more virtual creatures to become the best darn virtual trainer in the world! (If I can find something other than freaking Pidgeys and Rattatas!)

Oh, I’ve also been volunteering this week for Pride, which has also taken my time up! Hence not having an Old Word Friday last week… sorry for those looking forward to that. I will post two words this Friday to make up for it. 🙂

Anyways… the point of this post was to bring up something that made me laugh the other day.

I happened across a post while looking through Pinterest – my other procrastination site of doom. Sometimes I find pictures I keep to myself for my own enjoyment but there are others that I know most of you can relate to. This happens to be one of those posts:

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If you were to go back in time to my high school days and open my bag you’d find a laptop, notebook, notepad, pens, pencils, YA books, and scrap paper. I loved writing so much that I made sure I always had something available for me to write on. I wrote so much that teachers took away my notebooks during class so I would do my work and strangers in the hallways didn’t know me by name but by the nickname ‘Writer’s Craft’, which followed me into university, (that story for another time). The point was I never left home without something to write in.

Thankfully as time continued on and technology got better so did my bag.

By last year of university I had a much smaller purse that carried only my wallet, phone, and charger. I had no notebook, laptop, or notepad in my bag. I didn’t need to carry around books. Everything had magically become an app on my phone.

Need to write an idea down? Notepad App.

Need to write a page of a story down? Notepad App.

Want to read a book? Kindle App.

Saw something inspiring? Camera App.

Want to share my boring life with the world? WordPress App.

You get the idea…

Everything I once carried around, denting my shoulders in the process, is now taking up space on my phone along with my virtual pet collection. I’m still a writer but at least my back isn’t breaking when I leave the house anymore. 🙂