In the meantime I'm dealing with customers, writing checks for the first of the month accounts, and answer fifteen phone calls an hour with buttwipes that want to sell me their version of a card scanner.
Comcast dude, at noon, checks my system and said all is well, have a good day. Finally.
I take a break, close my shop and jump into my truck to make a run to the bank. I turn into the commercial line with my deposit at ready. Pretty lady at the window said, "Sorry, our computers are down." Bang head on steering wheel.
Today was Little Bit's first day back to school. I pick her up at our regular time, she's climbs into my truck, she makes adjustments to my radio, heater fan, and then buckles her seat belt. Down the road she begins to wrap herself around my arm.
"There's nothing like a good 'ole Papa arm, and Papa truck. It sure is nice to be back to normal."
I'm telling 'ya, this little girl can tie my heart into knots.