Just before Christmas, we finally cut the cord on cable.
I say “finally,” because I have been streaming on my televisions for several years, largely the result of my interest in fringe sports and mid-major conferences. Like many, we have Netflix, Amazon Prime and other services, as well.
But, though I had been threatening for about a year to research what it would take to get all of the programming we wanted without cable, I hadn’t gotten around to actually doing the deed. Not surprising, I’m well known for my ability to prolong the pondering process.
The problem was ultimately solved in typical fashion by my Black Friday-savvy partner in crime, when she procured a “Smart TV” on a deal and gave me a deadline for dropping cable.
And we’ve loved it. We have access to more content than ever before, and the picture has far superior quality. Even my fears about our internet provider’s somewhat sketchy signal quality were ill-placed. I can count on one hand the times buffering got the better of us. We’ve become poster kids for cord-cutting.
Until we hit our first major snag this week.
You see, in addition to her mad Black Friday shopping skills, she is also a weather junkie. When a big storm brews up in the Caribbean, or a blizzard warning pops up, she wants to see what Jim Cantore and the crew have on it.
Suffice to say, Hurricane Dorian fueled a need to watch The Weather Channel. Unfortunately, the number of services that carry it are limited, and, of course, not ones to which we subscribed. And my 24/7 weather streaming alternative just couldn’t cut the mustard.
Thankfully, the crisis was averted when I found an inexpensive add-on giving us access to Cantore and company. You can bet I didn’t take much time to ponder that decision. I may be saving a little less money, but always keep the home crowd happy.
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