Parallel Universes?

My chickens ARE laying. I know that. I find maybe three or four eggs a day but I know there should be more than that. I feel quite certain that the hens have found a place they consider to be safer than their nests to lay in since the snakes started coming around.
I have hunted high and low. I found one under the old dark room where they make their dirt baths to nap in during the hot parts of the day but that was just one.
Somewhere, I feel sure, there is a pile of eggs and hell if I know where it is.

And now my comments are getting lost, too! Okay. This just makes me so sad. I get them via e-mail so I know you're sending them and I am reading them, of course, but comments are my only pay-check. And they're the basis of the little community of amazing people we have here at blessourhearts. I can't seem to discover a rhyme or reason for them not showing up on the site. Some are slipping through, most aren't. I just checked my comment settings form and nothing has changed. I am not moderating anything or any one. Same as always.
I changed back to the pop-up window style of commenting in hopes that it will be fixed.
Because really, I am not kidding when I say that my comments are my paycheck. They make my day and they allow me to answer your words and I can't stand the feeling of a one-way conversation. Which is not, when you think about it, a conversation at all.

So. Eggs and comments. Both are still arriving but not where they can be seen.

And now I'm going to go take my anxiety for a walk and see if I can lose it in a brier patch or something because it's a little too demanding today for my tastes and well-being. It's just one of those days. There may well be a parallel universe involved here where eggs and comments slip into and are lost and where anxiety slips out of and shows up as uninvited and unwelcome as a toothless relative with an empty suitcase, come to stay and steal your stuff.

That's as good an explanation as I can come up with.
Good morning.