No, this isn't a post about vampires, although the effect is pretty much the same. My e-mail is down right now.
It could be worse -- I still have access to Internet, and I can blog, and read other people's blogs, and comment on my Yahoo Groups online. But the e-mail -- sigh. The e-mail.
Now I have had times in the past where the entire e-mail/Internet function was gone, and I couldn't communicate with the outside world at all. (Okay, there's always the phone, but why would I want the phone when I ought to be able to use the Internet?) Those were some dark, lonely days, days in which I would dash down to the library, or over to my dad's house, or to my sister's. And none of those places had an ergonomic keyboard, and so I would risk injury to life and limb (well, not life, but definitely limb) and pound out messages on a regular keyboard, and then nurse myself back to health with flax seed and vitamin B, all for love of the e-mail.
Isn't it funny -- I didn't even have e-mail eight years ago, and now I find I can't live without it. My morning routine actually goes like this:
1. Get out of bed.
2. Go to bathroom.
3. Turn on computer.
4. Make bottle for baby or command that it should be done.
5. Read my e-mail.
6. Read Six LDS Writers and a Frog.
7. Read LDS Publisher.
8. Go back and read any e-mail that might have come in while reading 6 and 7.
If I don't start my day this way, I'm a grump. I'm OCD about this, and until my routine is fulfilled, I can't function. My shower has to wait, my breakfast (what breakfast? I usually don't eat until lunch because . . . I'm too busy reading my e-mail!!)
Sigh. I shall get over it. I know I will. I'm told the e-mail problem will be fixed in 63 hours. But that was twenty minutes ago, so we're down to 62 hours and forty minutes. See -- I can do this. One everlasting minute at a time.
Three minutes later: I'm so boooooooooooooooooored ...........