Ice Storm disconnect

For the past week and a half I have been living Internet free at home due to a monster of an ice storm in Paducah. The entire area was left without power. My family camped out in our growing colder by the minute apartment for two days eating only peanut butter sandwiches and applesauce. We were treking into work just to recharge cell phones, laptops and scam off the Internet. On the third day we fled to the north to stay with a hot shower supplied by our friends. I thought about keeping a log, like a climbing log or captains log with passages such as, "Day Two: Wonder what the name of the Parker Posey movie was where she thought she was Jackie Kennedy. Must Imdb when rescued."
Most of the area has been restored, but we are still without Internet.
I've found that my work productivity has taken a huge downturn because instead of making sales calls, I am constantly checking my Google reader, Facebook and randomly surfing for everything I wanted to look up the night before but couldn't.
Even this post is slighted because I keep wondering how much trouble I could get into for blogging when I should be making sales calls. The guilt is choking me, but the compulsion has been too great. This love affair to too strong. And once I get Internet in my own home, I will splurge for a few days, and then be bored with it again. That's how flings are.