I called tech help and was told they were doing some repair and upgrading work, but couldn't tell me how long it was going to take. I got a little snippy with the dear boy, I think, and he transferred me to customer service. Who was just as much help.
When I couldn't log in last night to do my pre-bedtime check of mail, and do my electronic crossword puzzle, I was a little upset. But, oh well. When I tried to log in the morning and I STILL couldn't get in, I want you to know that I felt deprived--deprived, I tell you--of my reason for living!
So, I went ahead and made a pot of tea, had some breakfast, read the paper, and tried again. That's when I called tech help.
So I bit the bullet, showered, dressed, and went out to do my weekend shopping, and fill the car's gas tank before the price goes up again. When I got home, I decided to try again, just in case. WHOOPPPEEEE!! I'M IN!!!
Well, dearies, I have over 50 messages to get through, and it's not going to get done today. So my DearDiary friends, reading and comments will have to wait until Sunday. The Sabbath is rapidly approaching, and I still have things to do.
Looks like we might get that big storm after all.
Y'all have a glorious weekend.