This weekend was so busy that I went 56 hours without getting on the Interweb. (I know, right?!) I’ll spare you the list of all that was accomplished, but basically every waking minute of this weekend was spent finishing the last of the move, cleaning the old apartment, unpacking, stocking up, gardening, and more unpacking. Andreas cleaned the gutters, reclaimed the gardening boxes, and planted both veggies and herbs.

I made a crisp from the rhubarb growing in our backyard. And I was up at 6:30 Sunday morning to make little May Day “baskets” (i.e. constuction paper cones hanging on curled ribbon) to anonymously hang on our neighbors’ doorknobs.

We’re eating shit and getting Comcast broadband installed tomorrow. And our new fancy-shmancy super energy efficient washer and dryer. Life is a pain without the Internet. I had to (GET THIS!) use the Yellow Pages several times this weekend. I had no weather report, no bus schedule, and no idea what was going on in the world. I’m eager to return to my paperless existance where information is at the tip of my fingertips. That said, I probably should take this as a lesson and continue to spend less time online.