It appears that my internet problem is fixed. Just as mysterious as the problem itself, with Comcast coming out here no less than five times and replacing the line as well as replacing the modem and who knows what else, is the apparent disappearance of the problem. After so many weeks of it working and then not working and my calling for service and waiting for available dates and scheduling my time away from work or requesting my friend to come over if I couldn't be here, I'm not remotely trusting of this connectivity. In fact, I'm not at all sure how it happened. I'd just arranged for Geek Squad to come out here tomorrow morning but they were at my neighbor's house this afternoon, my neighbor who has been suffering the same internet issues as I have been. Suddenly I have service. It's like finally getting the baby to sleep -- I'm sort of holding my breath and tiptoeing around the house.
And why am I at home today? Because I decided to take a me day. My weekend was larger than normal, filled to the brim with helping out a friend (more on that later) and an afternoon cooking and preparing meals to help out someone who can't navigate his kitchen at the moment, and then a whole lot of screaming and yelling and rooting for Texas Tech Saturday night. Sunday was equally full. Today I woke up and thought, give your time to yourself today. And that's just what I've done. It's grey and raining out and it's dry and comfortable in here. And because I can, I'm off to take a nap. A lazy nap on a rainy Monday afternoon.