Oh my god. It has been a very, very stressful day.
I got up this morning and did my morning routine of feed-cats-chickens-dogs and read the paper and then opened up the ol' Mac and launched Firefox and...nothing. Nada. Bupkis.
Don't panic, Mary. DO NOT PANIC!
I went and checked the router. All lights on. I unplugged it, replugged it. I checked the phone line. Nothing.
My Airport icon showed all strength on my little icon thingee.
Restarted the Mac. Still nope.
Whoa. Starting to panic.
Called my next door neighbor. She had internet.
Starting to shake.
Called tech support.
Recording said that Tallahassee and surrounding areas not able to access high speed internet.
Felt a little better. But WHY COULD MY NEIGHBOR GET ONLINE AND NOT ME?
Owen came. Sort of in a pissy mood himself. He didn't get enough sleep last night.
Didn't want to wear a jacket outside.
Cried because he didn't want to wear a jacket outside.
SCREAMED because he didn't want to wear a jacket outside.
The morning went on, slightly askew. Like...my movie-making attempt yesterday.
Ms. Sarcastic Bastard called me to make sure I was alive. I assured her I was. We had a little chat.
I went and checked my internet again.
It worked! Here I am!
Phew. That's all.
I am feeling better now.
That's all. I am alive.