Having moved recently to a house wired only with telephone copper, my family and I are now into our fourth week without an internet connection. It’s a really frustrating way to learn just how dependent we’ve become on the net.
For one thing, we don’t own a printed telephone directory, and our only street map of greater Stockholm is in the car. We can’t do on-line banking, and we can’t mail-order stuff. I can read email on my smartphone, but my wife’s going nuts over being cut off. And simple information searching — woah, I miss Wikipedia five times a day. Suddenly we have to use our printed cooking books again.
I can’t work from home as my files are all on a DAV server elsewhere. As for recreation, I guess as a blogger and habitual forum denizen I’m also the hardest-hit family member. Junior’s adapted well, installing my old Dungeon Keeper CD on our PC instead of gaming on-line. Good thing we haven’t allowed him to take up WoW, or I suppose he’d refuse to leave his mom’s place for more than a few hours at a time. Anyway, everyboy’s been knocked flat by the flu, except for myself who took a shot for it, thank Dawkins.
I can’t understand why, in this day and age, a DSL connection still apparently requires the manual intervention of a technician in the local phone station. The advertised wait is several weeks! After ordering the service, I got the modem in days, but it’s useless before the rewiring’s been done. And of course there’s been the holidays.
Oh well, I’m having plenty of time to unpack and get our new place organised. And read books. Only I’m running out of them and would like to order a few on-line…