Friday evenings are low key in my little world.
First stop after the hustle and bustle of the work week–the grocery store! I love food and I adore shopping, so grocery shopping isn’t a chore for me.
Next: get up close and personal with some inexpensive Chardonnay and my trusty old laptop until bedtime.
I’d like to say I’m working on the next great Canadian novel, but in reality, I’m blogging or surfing aimlessly until I feel like it’s not too early to fire up the Netflix. (I did say my Fridays were low key!) Right now, I’m into reality shows. (Bondi Ink has me seriously rethinking my decision to stop at just one tattoo.)
I realize it’s not much, but it’s all I’ve got at this point as I adjust to the catastrophic changes in my life.
Imagine my distress when I discovered the Wifi in the cottage had mysteriously disappeared! I can’t even say it’s Missing in Action, which sounds deliciously dramatic, as there is zero action happening.
Management says the problem will be sorted soon, but as of this morning I’m heading into 24 hours off line–ugh!!!
Things you can’t do without the nette:
Get a hair cut because you can’t google salons in the area or check out reviews.
Order pizza (gooey melted cheese makes everything better!) because you don’t know the number of the local pizza place and you can’t google pizza restaurants.
Schedule that over due oil change for the car because…well you get the idea.
Things you can do sans the nette:
Read, knit, cuddle your aging Chihuahua and handwrite the introduction to that anti-Sailor rant (AKA memoir) you’re thinking of writing.
And the number one thing you can do when you’re offline–hang out at Starbucks with the other folks who take advantage of the expensive coffee and free Wifi.
The Grey Divorcee 