Playing catch up, that's what. I've been internet-less for 36 hours. Can you believe it? I feel like my guts all got sucked out and I've had to stress eat them back.
Really, how pathetic is that?
I went all day Sunday without the internet. I almost died. From boredom. Seriously. Pathetic. Of course, I found some crazy random bad reality TV to kill my time. I did crochet some. I did bake some. I even changed my sheets. Hey, I even went outside. A couple times. For a few minutes each time. Because Ellie had to pee. And it counts because it was snowing. And cold.
And I told myself that I wasn't doing anything productive because I didn't have the internet to do it. Really? Seriously. Pathetic.
I am that wired in. That connected. To nothing. Seriously. Pathetic.
So, now that I'm back online and the currently scheduled programing can continue…
I'm figuring out how to turn off the password-required-to-connect thing because even after calling tech support, and sitting on hold for 15 minutes, and feeling like a complete idiot telling them that I accidently clicked the box makes me enter a password without knowing what the password is and then the power went out and now I'm locked out of my internet and I'm feeling frantic because it feels like I locked my keys in my car… I still don't know what the password is.
All I know, is that it works. And I'd like to keep it that way.