What is it with our obsession with things? I find myself ashamed sometimes with what some would deem an anal compulsion to use only certain things. Case in point...

Last week I was out of the blogsphere for a few days because my computer was down. I had three other computers at my disposal within two rooms in my home. I refused to use these other systems because I don’t feel comfortable typing on them. The keyboards don’t have the same touch as this one. I could have unplugged the keyboard and put it on any of them but I didn’t. For some reason it would be like detaching your arm and putting it on my body. It just wouldn’t seem right for some reason.