Troubles on top of woes.

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The internet was down.  No excuse, just the reason.  We had some nasty weather this week.  I thought perhaps the whole system went down, or hereabouts.  Though it often chokes when it rains.  I thought it might be something with my wiring.  Nope and nope.  Just some jiggly shuffle on their side.  Fixed and all going.  A new router that is supposed to be better, a reset on the wi-fi...  Hmm.  Awesome!  Not having the internet was a bit annoying.  I was rather patient, but then... I was simply being patient.  The tech was cool, and just fixed it.  Gratitude aplenty.

I finally received the form for automatic billing on my house.  The same day I received notice that they are starting foreclosure.  I can pay the balance, not sure I can afford the lawyer fees.  They said they had to apply to the lawyer to find out how much that is.  So, I may lose the house anyway.  They kept trying to get me to apply for some sort of government assistance, or force me to pay online.  I refused, for a number of reasons.  I don't need assistance, and I don't trust online payments (with them, on their site).  Crooked bastards, start to stop.  I guess they decided if they couldn't force me to be cheated one way or the other, they would clobber via a third party (or on top of it).  I am supposed to call them on the 17th.  I'll ask some people to remind me.

What have I been doing?  Reading, mostly.  A bit of gaming, but that just wasn't all that fun.  A book of haiku by three of the (or THE) old masters and nearing the end of Dante's Purgatoria.  I had been stoved on reading, until the outage, so there was that.  Well, and wi-fi should be functional now... if I am not sure I really trust it.  Still, I'd like to see about it, so as to consider a tablet or laptop, if I can find a linux device.  I don't trust google devices either.  Well, or a book reader.  I'm using my smart phone, but I need to get out of that.  Probably just go to landline, assuming I'll be able to wrangle the house back.  Ugh.

We did have one heavy, if not massive, snow.  I dug out from it.  Three to four inches, but wet, wet, wet.  Nasty.  That bit of work did me in.  My pinky didn't bug me until about half way through, then it was brutal.  I had to use it, I had to finish.  It's still sore.  It's looking better, but still nearly one and an half it's normal size.  It's too swollen, for example, to get finger nail clippers in for a trim.  Yeah.

Well, back.  I'll write more soon.  Just laying down a brief and then... doing something else.  Later.