Net Neutrality

So I calculate that I’ve spent approximately 4 years working on my sites and social media and whatever-whatever. I haven’t done this because I have a burning desire to spend my time in this way. I’ve done this because it is a necessary part of getting my actual work in a place where it can be seen.

As any working mother knows, the bulk of this time has taken place during the hours when my kids/family are not around – from 2 am to 6 am. These are also the hours that other people sleep, but let’s face it, not many of us have a lot of free time during the “waking hours.” So – I have everything almost working — another few months of all-nighters and I’m good to go.

And then I learned of net neutrality. It sounded like a war strategy, to be completely honest. I didn’t pay much attention at first. Now it seems that access to all the wonderful things on the Internet will no longer be free – although free seems to be a misnomer because when you think about it, you need a device and Internet access before you can even start. But anyway.

The bottom line of the whole thing will be that we not only pay for service according to where we want to go on the net – but that the little sites may not have a fighting chance of being seen at all.

That’s such a demoralizing thought. I almost took a nap. But then I’ll never get my stuff up. And certainly, I want to get it all up before it’s too late. Why – because it feels plain wrong to have it almost done and hanging in cyberspace. At least it can be done and hanging in cyberspace. Although then there will probably be a new fee.

I could have stayed in corporate America. I’m sure I’d face frustrations of an entirely different sort if I had. But maybe there would be someone else to worry about at least some of this. But that seems like wishful thinking combined with sour grapes, even to my exhausted self.

What to do? Go for a walk. Read a book. Get back to work.

If I decide to throw it all in and then net neutrality takes longer than I anticipate, or there is some last-minute loophole that makes it a good thing to have my stuff done, I’ll be even further behind than I already am.

My favorite lesson from Motherhood – Just because it seems bleak, doesn’t mean it’s time to give up! Someone has to be the one to turn out the lights and shut the door.

Write on
~ gina

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