my internet was out for 8 days. 8. DAYS. 192 hours. I am playing a serious game of Catch Up today. I've managed my emails and I'm working on my books now. I'm still working on the mess that is my blog. I've had to rearrange posts and...it's just a mess.
Long story short, NCDOT came along and mowed the roadsides which they do about once a month now that the grass is growing. However, the asshole who did it on the Fri the 3rd chewed up the box on the corner. I mean, DESTROYED it. Then AT&T is so fucking huge with their fucking call centers in Mexico and India (I'm guessing) that don't have clue one what is going on over here telling me that techs are fixing the problem. NO THEY WEREN'T. I have fucking eyes. There were no techs out here in this area until Tues afternoon and he didn't do shit. Anyway, I'm getting sidetracked. The box was destroyed Fri 5/3 at 10:00am. We finally got our internet back at 10:24am today. So there you have it. 8 days. 192 LONG hours without anything except my tiny smartphone. We saved the mobile data (for hotspots) for important things like watching the Carolina Hurricanes in the playoffs and Game of Thrones. My hubby used it to do his fantasy baseball. But that's about it. Ok, back to work I go.