I am sitting on our bed in our motel room, wishing that we could get Internet access at our motel. Although, I am asking myself what I would actually do if I could access the Internet. First, I suppose I would check my email…which would have no new messages because I haven’t really sent any outgoing emails for the past four months; funnily enough, with no emails going out, no one writes back!

Then I would come here to our blog, and think, oh Lord, I have nothing to write because even though we have been working 10 to 12 hours a day for almost two months, we have barely any tangible results to show. No perky before and after pictures, because it’s been all electrical and plumbing and demolition and insulation. It’s productive, but it’s not very fun to share.

Next, I’d spend a little longer here at this blog, smiling over the comments left by you lovely people; I then promptly feel overwhelmed because normally I like to respond to every comment and I have not responded to any due to a lack of time combined with a lack of Internet access (or perhaps a plethora of laziness?).

Next, I would probably log in to Facebook, stay there for three seconds, get overwhelmed again and turn to Google.

At Google, I would ask myself, “Now that I have the Internet for ten minutes, how should I spend my time?”

Usually I’ve amassed a short to-do list, such as trying to find some used kitchen cabinets online or paying some bills. Often I will also have a few phrases to look up on Wikipedia, if time permits. For example, today, if I had the Internet, I would read about baby carrots, because I’ve been eating a lot of them of late and I am wondering whether they are simply small or just cut that way. Yes, all the information in the universe at my fingertips and I choose to read about daily minutae.

It’s usually at this point that Cameron will glance at my screen and say, “Are you just reading about baby carrots? It’s time for us to get to work on the house!” And so end my forays with the Internet.