Locomotion

This is a test, it is only a test...

Cut off the cable about two months ago. It actually got cut off about two weeks ago. When the TdF started, we were questioning our decision - should we call Shaw again and tell them we have reneged? Nah, we can check it out online if need be. Then the cable kept going and we saw Contador go on to do his tappity-tap-tap happy climb to the Yellow Jersey podium. Went to the prairies for a reunion and came back to a blank screen. Nada.

It's good. I have felt very happy about the multi-layered savings although more importantly the principle of it. We simply cannot choose TV as an option to suck time. We now actively choose our activities and when inclined, our viewing is pre-selected, before the settling in for the evening activity.

Treehouse was already off-limits because of the banality of ninety percent of it's programs. Seinfeld was a comfort like a warm sudsy bath but, yeah, seen 'em all. And, what did we have to look forward to? Well, there is Mad Men, although with Birdie's sleepy-time turn-in of late, we likely would have missed part of that too - which would have been infuriating. I'm happy to check in in DVD when it comes out - and greedily anticipate these moments.

Thus far, it's novel. I find my spare moments - which are to be truly cherished - bring about things like organizing photos, reading an article or having a conversation over wine and chocolate with A.

Ask me in a year, how's that test going? I hope I forget what you mean.