We found out this morning that there is some sort of major fault in the Internet our provider gives us, and that it’s going to be sporadic for the next couple of days. Which means that, of course, I am at my in-law house’s poaching theirs for a little bit. *whistles*
Still, this has a potential to be a mainly good thing. I rarely browse from my phone because I cramp my arm up badly trying to tap tiny tiny links, and writing posts or messages? Ouch is the only word for how I feel after that. So it’s bad because I can’t get my fix. But it’s also good because the ability to endlessly and needlessly whap refresh does quite a lot to feed anxiety cycles. I think a lot of us do ourselves in with such a feeder bar mentality, but like rats, getting that feedback one out of one hundred times feels so freaking good.
Anyways, we’ll see. It’s not like I get a choice in the matter but to survive it one way or the other. Here’s hoping that I manage to not drive myself insane, right?