New Is Bad
We had our internet router replaced, and the moment filled me with dread. The old router worked fine-ish. Mostly fine. Would the new router work as well? Or worse?
I always assume worse. I always believe that new is bad. Josh promised me long ago that I would never need to drive a new car. He would give me his old one — one I knew would work — and he would take the unfamiliar one. New shoes hurt your feet until they’re broken in. And new clothes make me feel like I need to be careful. And new glasses take weeks to feel normal.
The only thing new that is good from the get-go is new books.
That’s a pretty small category.
The devices took a bit to pair correctly with the router, which went out after a few minutes. It’s clearly currently back up, but it had a rocky start. Just as I suspected it would.
How do you feel about new things?
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I love new linen sheets. New books, new plants, new candles. But I love old jeans, old pajamas, comfy old things. New technology makes me nervous, I don’t like the period where you learn a new phone or computer.
I love new things – especially when they are good replacement things. I love a new router or computer or phone. I don’t need a new mixing bowl or water cup or plates. But I also loves new clothes, which I don’t really need.
I’m one of those people who hate to muss up new things. I will let crayons sit in their brand new fresh packages for ages before opening them. Or electronics. Or clothes.
Sometime after I crossed 30, I told myself I’d stop doing that – what’s the point of buying these things if I don’t enjoy them and use them.
I will say, new router will likely work better 🙂 That’s one of the electronic replacements that I’ve found to consistently be better with each replacement.
I like some new things. (Especially clothes, and books, lol.) But I don’t believe in getting new things just for the sake of getting something new, especially when the old one still works perfectly well… which is why we kept our last car for 13 years and the one before that for 10 (the current one is 7 years old), for example. I think BIL has bought three new flatscreen TVs in the time we’ve owned one — and we didn’t get that until 2015 — before that, we had a tube TV that was about 20? years old — but it still worked perfectly well. It went into the basement, and then when we moved, we wound up throwing it out, because NOBODY would take it. A junk collector wound up picking it up, but dh had to run out to the curb to help him put it in the truck, because it weighed a TON. (StepBIL and dh hauled it out to the garage, and then he & I dragged it down the driveway to the curb on garbage day.) “This motherf***er is heavy!” the guy said (lol).
I remember cringing when dh’s cousin renovated her kitchen because “it’s so dated!” I think the house was only about 15 years old, and I thought her kitchen was lovely — all warm cherrywood cabinets (solid wood, too) — now it’s all shiny and white, which I suppose is more fashionable — but it cost a bundle, and there was really absolutely NOTHING wrong with the old kitchen, IMHO…!