My Dear Husband,
I
am sending you this letter via this BBS communications thing, so that
you will be sure to read it. Please forgive the deception, but I
thought you should know what has been going on at home since your
computer entered our lives TWO YEARS AGO. The children are doing well.
Tommy is seven now and is a bright, handsome boy. He has developed
quite an interest in the arts. He drew a
family portrait for a school project, all the figures were good, and the back of your head is very realistic. You should be very proud of him.
Little
Jennifer turned three in September. She looks a lot like you did at
that age. She is an attractive child and quite smart. She still
remembers that you spent the whole afternoon with us on her birthday.
What a grand day for Jenny, despite the fact that it was stormy and the
electricity was out.
I am doing well. I went blonde about a
year ago, and discovered that it really is more fun! George, I mean,
Mr. Wilson, the department head, has taken an interest in my career and
has become a
good friend to us all.
I discovered that the
household chores
are much easier since I realized that you didn't mind being vacuumed
but that feather dusting made you sneeze. The house is in good shape. I
had the living room painted last spring; I'm sure you noticed it. I
made sure that the painters cut holes in the drop sheet so you wouldn't
be disturbed.
Well, my dear, I must be going. Uncle
George--err--Mr. Wilson, I mean, is taking us all on a ski trip and
there is packing to do. I have hired a housekeeper to take care of
things while we are away, she'll keep things in order, fill your coffee
cup and bring your meals to your desk, just the way you like it. I hope
you and the computer will have a lovely time while we are gone. Tommy,
Jenny and I will think of you often. Try to remember us while your
disks are booting.
Love,
Your Wife
