It’s been raining…a lot. Thus far, 2008 has been very wet. My dogs are unhappy. If I was an outside person, I’d be unhappy about it, too. Normally, I don’t care one way or the other if it rains–but right now, I’m sick of it and frustrated as hell. Why? Because our phone line is crap. It rains, the phone goes out. We’ve tried to get the phone company to fix it before, and they sort of did, but this time it has gone TOO FAR. I’ve been Internet deprived. All day yesterday, the modem SAID it was connected until I flipped the laptop open and hit IE…then it immediately began to flash red. I was pretty red, too, with anger.
Hubby finally called the phone company. They are sending someone out to check it out, but it could be a week or more before they get here. (insert my screams of agony and pain) At least they have offered us a credit to the Internet bill if the connection issues persist. The phone is currently so full of static that you can’t hear a thing on it, not even the dial tone. Pathetic to the extreme.
Writing? Well, I’d like to say it’s going great, but sadly, it isn’t. I manage a little here and there, but it’s sporadic at best. I’m doing the best that I can…there are just days when it seems like that isn’t enough. Maybe the funk will pass…I hope it passes. I miss writing.
Hopefully, the weather will clear up. The phone guy will show up soon. And I’ll be back into the swing of things. Note I did say hopefully. I won’t hold my breath on any of it, though.
