Turns out I am addicted, totally hooked to cable TV.
It sorta crept up on me. Quitting smoking was hard enough (especially when watching Prime Suspect which involves cigarette after delicious ciggie) but this is just ridiculous.
Living alone in a big house with no cable TV is just...torture. Still, I think I can do this. It helps that I organized my DVDs by genre so on any given night I can pick and choose from a musical, romantic comedy, sci fi or action adventure film. And then there is always the TV category which is FAT thanks to the box sets.
Still, having no instant connection to the pretty faces and families and scenes with the click of a button is lonely. I miss the instant noise, life and human feed. My house feels empty.
Every week I get about 3 cable offers in the mail. Apparently, not being plugged in is a sin against mankind. My house must be connected to the grid, or it is going to fall off the map into a netherworld of goody goody projects.
Granted, my internet connection was the first thing I sorted 0ut and that connects me plenty. But the internet doesn't fill a room with blustery noise. It does not drone on for hours about detergents and blind dates. I grew up with cable TV, we have been close for a long time now.
Home improvement projects, fall jaunts, books and animals have been filling my fall days. So for now, I am going to bite the bullet and live without the excitement of cable.
But late at night I walk past my neighbors with their brightly lit living rooms and their talking TVs and pretend I am flipping their channel changers - Mtv to E! to VH1 to A&E to VCAM and then perhaps a waddle through the networks.
Oh cable TV, WHY CAN'T I QUIT YOU!?!?!?