Trying to Build a Life of Our Own Without Feeling Watched We finally got internet yesterday, and I did not realize how much I missed it until it was back. It sounds dramatic, but getting connected again felt like another small step toward trying to build a life of our own. Not in someone’s basement. Not under someone’s rules. Just… ours. I caught up on Monday Night Raw. I watched a few episodes of Supernatural. The toddler got her Bluey back. During the day she mostly lets it run in the background while she tears through the house playing, narrating her own little world. But still, the familiarity of it…