Over the course of our move, over the length of last weekend (and a bit beyond) we’ve been without internet access. I’ve been amazed at how irritating this is, and how dependent I’ve become on the web.
I’ve written before about wanting to try some “drawing room evenings” – evenings where my husband and I don’t collapse in front of the TV but play dominoes or put together a puzzle or read or talk. But after long days taking care of the twins, TV starts to sing its siren call, and I try to rationalize succumbing to it by only watching PBS (Nature; American Experience; American Masters; Masterpiece Theater – anything but Antiques Roadshow, a Peter Paul and Mary concert or some kind of lecture about losing weight or gaining income). I love PBS … but it’s still TV.
Unfortunately, hooking up our TV was easy – plug in socket, antenna towards window: done. (We don’t get cable — on purpose.) But getting internet access was dependent on our “provider.” (Provider – I love it. It’s like Pa from Little House on the Prairie bringing home deer and building houses … only not.)
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The first night I was annoyed. I wanted to (more…)