It's taken me an hour to get to this screen

And now I can't do anything else. It won't publish. All I can do is type in the text and hope that I can publish it in the morning.

Computer problems left, right, up the middle, overhead, overheard, under the bed today. Enough that LOML threatened to make me stay at home rather than going to our friends house for dinner if my mood didn't lighten. Needless to say, that helped cheer me up immensely.

Tant pis. A night without the web. I can do it. I will survive.

Yours, clawing at the ceiling.
N.