“Off The
Grid” is another one of those romantic notions that city folk have. To those of us in the country, “the grid” is
a lifeline.
Here at the
ranch our water is supplied by gravity from a spring up the coulee and we have
an endless supply of firewood. Meat is
just out the front door. A generator is
ready for the infrequent times the power is off. But I depend on the internet.
Rather than
a trip to town and a long slog through several stores to find what I want, I
have purchased mitts, hayhooks, tractor parts, and tires on-line. It’s much easier to shop for books at the
comfort of my desk – I can buy new, used, even out-of-print books with a
mouse-click.
But this
morning I am really frustrated! The satellite
internet service is down.
I had
intended to send a book off to be reviewed, but I can’t log on to Stamps.com to
print the postage. I need to make my
monthly federal tax deposit which I do on the Electronic Federal Tax Payment
System website. I can’t check the
weather, and of course I can’t post my whining until I have internet access
again.
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