I was discouraged. It had been a lousy afternoon and I was feeling down about a number of things. I still had laundry to do and papers to mark. And my slice of life to write. How was I going to get it posted for today. We went through dinner and after putting away the left overs I sat down with my correcting and my husband prepared to get into the shower.
"Oh." He suddenly said.
"Honey," he came into my office. "Did you check the connection on the modem? I moved some wires when I was vacuuming earlier."
We went back into the living room and I got down on the floor under his computer desk. Sure enough, the phone and modem had come unplugged from the jack. I plugged it back in and wiggled it around a bit to make sure it would stay. Wallah! The internet was back. What a relief!