In order to acclimate to the end of civilization as we know it, I've embraced baking and 19th century French erotica. "What's burning?" seems to be a common theme.
Assembled a bed. It was definitely a two person job. Luckily I have the strength of 1.1 Jackie chans holding a baby and the ego of 4 batmans with prep time.
I lost my grandfather. I had so many conversations with the man, and the only thing I can remember now are the times he said I should visit more often.
Made a ye olde USB printer/scanner go wireless with a raspberry Pi, and a small piece of my happiness. When the machines rise to power, I expect to be given Ghaziabad as my fiefdom.