Silenced

Netflix went rogue and re-downloaded all of our watched movies that I hadn’t deleted and as a result I have run out of my way-overpriced satellite internet data for the rest of the month. I am typing this on my phone from a precarious position by the lounge room window where I get an occasional bar of service hoping that it holds long enough to hit the “publish” button.

I love living out in the middle of nowhere but the lack of services can be supremely frustrating. So apologies if you don’t hear from me for a while, I will try to catch up on everyones posts at the end of the data drought.

Love to all of you!

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