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No.  Still can't get through to the mortgage company.  The internet is brutally slow and wonky, though, too.  Might be a connection, or not.  Still, ss admin was at least contacted.  And my utility was contacted.  It looks like I might be able to figure out a few dollars until next month, just to make sure it isn't shut down.

So far, from what I am told, it hasn't been ordered, yet?  And, I am told, I am being given until Friday.  Now, if my bank is being fuzzy, I won't put the money in, hoping to get it out.  I will use some other method of payment, one they can't mess with, or as directly.  Someone could always loose the mail, or hack the transit.  And, at this point, I do wonder if that won't be attempted.

I am considering everything that is happening as an attack.  Too many things, all at once, on too many fronts.  This is on purpose.  Who or what org?  That is another thing.  I probably never will know.  Most likely government though.  One bureaucracy, or another, or several.  Yea, they can do it.  Do it all the time.  And, no longer rightly.

Oh, but the shower and shave were super.  Once, maybe twice, a week.  Close, not a baby's bottom close, but... closer than most razors can get.  I need to put something on, though, for the burn.

Wind is something fierce, again.  But this time hot, and from the south.  It was sticking at 90.  Just checked... the winds have died down, greatly.  And the bulb is climbing.  It jumped to 94 in what seemed like minutes, as soon as the wind quieted.  Ugh.  It's not even 13:30.  It's going to get hot.

Yes, the rabbits got their iced water bottles.  This time it looked like they were more interested than before.  Novelty to familiarity to need.

Bit by bit I am trying to sort out the financial problem.  Hopefully, by later today or tomorrow, it will be sorted.  One thing, problem, call, email, at a time.  Later.