It started raining Saturday afternoon drowning out our BBQ party It continued to rain all night and all day Sunday. I haven't seen this much rain since I left Vancouver. To make things worse our internet disapeared sometime Saturday evening. Instead of cleaning up after the last guest left, around midnight, I thought I would do a quick perusal of my favourite sites, while I finished my last glass of wine. No way.
My ISP internet service provider is a small company, great for personalized service but on Sunday morning all I could do was leave a disgruntled message on their answering machine.
So what do I do on a rainy Sunday with no internet. I started knitting the second sock of a pair I started last summer. I start reading a new book. I drink 2 cups of espresso with milk, commonly called a latte; it's weird for me since I rarely drink coffee. I whine about the weather, restart the router, my computer and the signal receiver, more than once, to no avail. I eat a whole tin of chocolate chip cookies and go to bed early.
I can't phone them, the ISP, before I leave for work because their office isn't open, mutter mutter. However, it has stopped raining so I leave my raincoat on the peg by the backdoor. I look at the scattered bits of blue sky and wish them to get bigger. Maybe when I get back home my internet will be back up.
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