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And the Hits Just Keep on Coming

Remember a few weeks ago when my mojo was off? Yeah, well, the gremlins are back again.  It started last week with the cable going out, followed by a positive test for too much radon.  The cable is back working for the moment, but what to do about the radon? I called the state and they hemmed and hawed and really wouldn't tell me what to do.  But it seems I at least I need to do another test, and potentially install a pump system to remove it.  That was last week.  On to this week, which only gets better.  

Yesterday, one of the neighbors calls to complain about the state of the community's financial reports, and since I'm the treasurer, I'm the one they like to talk down to, because they know all there is to know about QuickBooks. And of course he wanted to talk about it right while I was about to have my annual female exam - with my feet in the air - and on Valentine's Day of all days!  

Then this morning I wake up to a freaking cold house - I have the thermostat set to 68 but the temperature was showing 60 degrees.  I got it back functioning again, and it seems to be cooperating for the moment. But I need to have someone come look at it, and of course had to take the day off.  

To top all that, I slipped on some black ice in the parking lot this morning and went down flat on my face and spread eagle. I'll be sore for days.

Woe is me - It's only 10:00 in the morning, but I can tell it's going to be a day spent with a lot of chocolate and diet pepsi.  The good thing I guess is that there's nowhere to go but up.

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