I feel like I can't enter the weekend without a quick follow-up to yesterday's calamity-filled post. Things did indeed look up once I returned to the farm loaded down with every kind of stock feed known to man. Perhaps the gods just needed an animal feed offering?
The billing program worked.
The lights in the basement came on.
The water pressure was back to normal levels.
(I didn't test my luck by fooling with the trailer door.)
Secondo is still forgetful, however, and I had to swing by the middle school with a critical piece of homework this morning, but that's not anything out of the ordinary. I am chalking the rest of it up to the recent spate of sun flares.