finally.

The assignment we thought would never end finally has. Even his thesis cannot compare to this ridiculously involved and time-consuming waste of twelve thousand words. (Most of which I had to type as he dictated. I honestly have no idea how he has made it through two degrees as a two-finger typer.)



Last night we drank wine, watched Game of Thrones and basked in the relief of some stress-free time together. Tom bailed on a game of Scrabble claiming that his brain was fried from the assignment, but we all know it's because I was wiping the floor with him. I finished the game against myself and he watched and teased me for being such a dork for enjoying having such an equally matched opponent for once.

We both agreed that we should instigate a new rule wherein all computers are off by nine and we spend time actually together and free from silly distractions every night before we head to bed. I'm not entirely sure that we're better off being so constantly connected and contactable. It's far too easy now to be in two places at once. We need to switch off more in order to be present. I do think that part of the reason life gets overwhelming at times is that it is non-stop - you can take work and study and every other stupid distraction with you. It's worth making the effort to step back from all of that and be mindful. An evening ritual that does not include checking emails and RSS feeds and googling the ridiculous questions I don't immediately need to know the answer to is a good place to start, I think.