Mostly established in our new home, albeit with a list of items that still need to be purchased, installed or otherwise acquired – like a coffee machine, destroyed by the thirteen-year-old but not so destroyed as to deem it completely dysfunctional – or, rather, unfunctional (need coffee, making words up) – we are still Internetless.
It has been two months or so now.
The novelty is wearing thin.
It has, of course, not been all bad. It forced me to retract from the online world, thereby preventing me from falling futher into a black abyss