I’m something of an addict. While I’ve never free based, exchange sexual favors for coke, or woken up laying in the gutter I have purchased an iPad within a week of release for 3 years running. This year, as a test of sorts, I actually sold my current iPad 2 a week before my new iPad was set to arrive. This has also served as something of a detox period for my two year old, who would name apps she wanted when asked if she wanted to play and on more than one occasion has asked friends to leave the house because we won’t let her play iPad when company is over.
In this week spent slate free I have discovered that absence truly does make the heart grow fonder. Despite living in a home with a 2:1 ratio of fancy computers to humans I still find my self reaching for the tablet multiple times a day. This is the first time in months that I’ve powered on my kindle, not because it’s the first time I’ve had books to read, but because it’s the first time I haven’t had the iPad to read them on (though I do still prefer the kindle app to iBooks.)
It’s amazing how quickly these little devices work their ways into our daily routines and patterns. Of course the way they’re selling, I can’t be the only one that feels this way.