Still struggling with the Internet, but had a glimmer of hope this afternoon. I don't bug them. (At least, I don't think I do.) After all, we've been surrounded by days-long power outages, even closing down Yosemite, so no surprise that the local cable/internet system has been impacted. But I called to follow up with my repeated overnight no-Internet situation, even after the boss spent over two hours up the pole outside of my house a couple of days ago.
The gal whom I'd reported the overnight-outage problem to earlier didn't pick up the call. One of the field guys did. (Rats! Do I have to explain what's happening again?) He excused himself to go to a monitor, then the boss came on the line. He'd just rebooted the entire system, following upgrades they'd been doing along with weather-damage repairs, and, he hoped, it would be coming up faster and better. He was heading up to our little town shortly.
Not long after we hung up, high winds hit, trees were flailing, rain swirled. We're being slammed. Oh, oh, I thought. Here it goes again.
Given the forecast and the intermittent rain that was falling this morning, Tory predicted that she and I would be the only ones at NeedleCrafts today. Surprise! One of our people had surgery yesterday and was due to be released from hospital later today, another had a houseguest who'd been displaced by the power outage, so they were excused. But the everyone else showed up.
Me? I made the brilliant calculation that we would have a window in the weather to get in and out of The Little House. For once, I was right. Oh, and I haven't mastered that self-photo stuff the kids all seem to be able to do.
After my phone call to the my Internet guy, I stared morosely at my unconnected computer. I thought of opening Turbo Tax but remembered that last image before I closed it last night:
So I'm sleepy again now.
See you tomorrow, Internet conditions willing.