Without my computer this week, I am forced to remember what life was like before I had a fancy laptop and internet access at home. It's what life as a grad student was like for me. I'm remembering that hey, it wasn't so bad! Once the computer crisis was under control, I accepted the consequences of my klutziness and got on with the business of my weekend. Without the distraction of the internet and my beloved podcasts, here's what I did this weekend to fill the time.
* I slept. A lot. It felt really good.
* I read. A lot. I'm reading two books on masculinity right now. My feeling is that as a woman who falls in love with men, it would be good if I had some idea of what the male experience feels like. I'm not implying that all men everywhere are the same, but I do think there are currents of similarity that run through the lives of men. I like men a lot, and now I'd like to understand them better.
* I made an elaborate dinner on Saturday night--red peppers stuffed with a soyrizo filling, roasted potatoes, and chocolate chip cookies. I cooked while listening to some old CDs, including Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers. Tom Petty is always a good choice. Always.
* I vacuumed, cleaned the bathroom, took out the trash, washed some clothing, folded laundry, and turned chaos into order. Booyah.
* I felt grateful that a friend of mine who is coming over to watch the debates with me on Wednesday night said she would bring her computer so we can still watch them at my place. She's also bringing brownie mix and ice cream--yum! I think I'm going to make spinach enchiladas and a salad for our main course.
* I felt grateful that my klutziness didn't result in any bodily harm to me. Not having my computer this week is an inconvenience, but it's pretty minor in the grand scheme of things. And since it was only my computer that was damaged, I was in perfect shape for my run on Sunday morning and for running around today like I usually do at work.
Now, don't get me wrong: I am very much looking forward to the return of my laptop. But until then, I think I'll try to enjoy my quiet evenings, my kitchen, and the reminder to be grateful for what I do have.