So, my internet connection has been a tad funky this week.
And, guess what?
I don't mind.
It's been kind of nice to be disconnected.
It's been nice to focus on other senses rather than feeling a keyboard and seeing a screen.
So, what's the solution?
I have decided not to put too much effort into fixing it (I'm subconsciously awaiting the Farmer to use his life skills in that department).
So, here I am.
At my original home. Using my parents' internet for some classwork.
I came home after practice. Daddy picked up Five Guys. Momma is cleaning up.
It's just like old times.
Moral of the Story: Sometimes being disconnected allows you to plug into other places of presence.