I woke up this morning to discover that the TV and internet had gone down for the third time this week. The good news is, each time a technician has been sent out the same day. The bad news is, that means I got to spend a Saturday waiting for the tech, and then waiting for him to fix the problem, hopefully for good this time.
My husband is out on unpleasant business, and, while I feel bad for him, I can't help but enjoy the solitude. The dogs are tired from barking at the technician, and there is quiet all around me. So, after I made some good headway on Mom's cardi, I started a new project.
Now, if I can only grab a snack without upsetting this delicate balance. I do love alone time.