Necessity forced the abandonment of software solutions in favour of hardware; a router got bought. A router with sticky-uppy thingies, to be more precise. Yes, we have discovered 802.11 (wireless) and oh is it good. Sitting on the couch with an Airport-enabled iBook (which is increasingly becoming the weapon of choice chez Shea) and a good pair of headphones tuning in to a radio station from a timezone a whole day removed while writing one’s latest tome on Cascading-something-or-other is a most agreeable way to spend a Sunday afternoon.
Increasingly I find the weekends, prior reserved for the catching up I swear I’d do mid-week, are becoming more about the exploring of new and just getting-the-hell-off-the-screen. Sitting in a coffee shop without wireless and playing an old-fashioned game of Scrabble one November afternoon while sipping the new festive specialties feels right. Putting ten or fifteen kilometers on the old rubber soles and trying out new sushi restaurants and pizza joints means spending that time doing things off-line instead of on-. Taking these precious two days a week to keep life in check, meet new people, and try new things breaks up the otherwise routine.
And that’s what it’s about really, finding balance and figuring out what matters once you strip away the distraction. Sure, I saw that movie and built a wireless network this weekend. But I’m far more satisfied after stewing a largeish pot of soup (using frozen stock leftover from Canadian Thanksgiving), meeting up with Matt H. over lager, discovering a new organic produce grocer, enjoying my wife’s company, and all the other little things that made it far more interesting than the five days preceding.
What did you do — offline — this weekend?