victory is mine
My four day ordeal with the cable company is finally at an end. I have internet service again. Hooray! But now I’m left with a strange feeling of loss. Oddly enough, I miss having something of that magnitude to blog about. Am I crazy to wish for lightning to strike again? Metaphorically, of course. But still. Shouldn’t I be happy to have things back to normal? Happy for the prospect of getting a good night’s sleep, at last?
I am. Happy that is.
All in all, it was a good day. If lightning hadn’t struck, I would have never known the cable company had been overbilling me by almost fifty dollars a month for the past seven months. So now, not only did my monthly bill go down, but I have a nice little credit sitting out there too.
Not bad for four days of misery.
And I might just go back to the bookstore tomorrow for old time’s sake. I think they’re going to miss me. The guy at the coffee shop told me he liked me. It’s only fair for me to let him get used to my absence slowly. Like over the course of a few days, and a few morning lattes. This is strictly an act of kindness on my part, of course.
And without all the drama, I can get back to writing. The serious, finish my current book, kind of writing. No more excuses.
Well…just one more. I’m exhausted. I’m going to sleep for a change.
Until the next time…I’ll be writing in my sleep!