To finally have more than 2mb internet, Spectrum can drill a hole in my house big enough for the tech to craw through, for all I care.
Even my boss was suggesting I "definitely don't" poison the big oak trees in my yard so the State would have to pay for their removal and I would have a clearer sky for Starlink.
Three more weeks to wait. People at church always ask what's new and I struggle to come up with new ways of saying "Nothing". But it's this. This is what I'm looking forward to.
Totally unrelated, I'm taller than most and it's become a thing for me to always sit directly in front of the same older lady at church every single week. We both laugh and she hits me with the bulletin. I keep suggesting I might change churches because I don't much like this one, and she says "But you can't, because I wouldn't be there." It's coming to be my favorite part of the week. Her husband usually wears his Ray Nitschke jersey to service.