God is chuckling...

Have you ever pictured God chuckling?

Oh, I have!

Yesterday morning I awoke and wrote one of the world’s fastest blogs about how I had been on strike the day before and how I needed an internet break. Hmmm….

I literally hit the “publish” button on my computer and headed to my email account. I checked a few emails, began a few replies …

AND THEN…

Nothing.

“SERVER FAILED”

What? I was just online?

Who is this “server” and how can he fail me now? Doesn’t he know that I just took a personal vacation from his service and NOW I am counting on him!!! This can’t really be happening. Are you kidding me? I have bills to pay! I have emails to respond to! I have work to be done (yes, I do in fact use my computer for work – it’s not ALL fun and games!)

It was pure girly drama, let me tell you!

But no matter what I tried…”SERVER FAILED”

Four hours later, after listening to the Hungarian woman politely spend 40 minutes trying to help me fix my problem, I finally got the response; “Well, it looks like this may be an issue with our system. I’ll get a tech on it right away.”

Right away, huh?

Let me translate that into everyday Joe language:

“We’ll send someone out to your house by next Tuesday.”

And so, there you have it…

A full 26 hours without internet service and I can just picture God up there chuckling. My guess is that He’s sitting around with a bowl of popcorn and a few of his best angel buds pointing fingers and laughing at me.

Needless to say; when the nice technician man drove into my driveway a few minutes ago, you could hear me yelling “PRAISE GOD!” the next town over. I think the tech guy thought I was a bit crazy when I told him that I have never been happier to see someone. He didn’t even respond.

It’s really quite pathetic how much life has changed!

Just a few years ago I didn’t even have internet at my house! Now I’m kissing the feet of the man who shows up with a new modem and a smile (well, okay - maybe just a new modem – he didn’t really smile much…probably because he was overwhelmed by the psycho lady who was yelling “Praise God” as he rang the door bell).

And yet my dear friends; I know I’m not alone…after all; on the one day that I didn’t post, I had an inbox full of people asking me where I was and what was wrong!

HA, HA – You’re all addicted too!

Do you think there’s rehab for this? Oh, if there is I hope it's in the Hamptons! :)