See, I was totally right to be anxious about this trip. Everyone said "relax, it's Florida, not the North Pole!". Yeah, well, there's no internet here so if the North Pole has a wireless hotspot, sign me up!
We arrived in Orlando safely around 9:30 last night after a blissfully smooth flight. Seamless transfer to the rental car and we hit the road for Auntie's at the coast. By 11pm we were sitting in her new place munching on Burger King greasiness. And all with very little anxiety from me because I was
But our trip has two primary purposes - see Auntie's new condo and set up her new laptop. Which means until
Such an accurate phrase, "not connected". I can't access my email. I can't read my blogs or post a blog. I can't catch up on the news. I can't spy on my kitties with the webcam. I can't check the weather. I miss my Twitter.
I'm hoping he wakes up soon and saves me from this horrid state because I'm not one that desires a vacation from technology all that often. I like to be connected.
P.S. The World's Greatest Husband (ok, MY greatest husband anyways) woke up and found me some interwebz!