I spent this past weekend pretty much off the grid. I was in the White Mountains at a family reunion, the cell service was awful, there was no TV and definitely no internet. At first, I was a freakin’ out over the whole “being out of touch” thing, but by the time Sunday rolled around, I realized it was actually kind of awesome.
I didn’t find myself searching for my phone. I wasn’t checking my email. I wasn’t scrolling through Instagram and liking things on Facebook. I wasn’t tweeting. I was spending time outside, playing games in the yard and laughing with my family. And obviously loving my little puppy.