Darkness! The TV went blank, the phone went dark, the laptop went blue screen.
Wails of disbelief soon crescendoed into screams of panic. “NOOOOOOO!” Then chants of despair, “No, no, no, no, no!”
Shell shocked, we glanced at one another with despair in our eyes. What had just happened to our lives as we knew them???
DD1 rushed into the next room, desperately trying to reboot the modem. Nothing, nada, zip, zilch.
Already shaky with DTs, we huddled together for comfort. Only PP went on playing, happily unaware of how barren life had become in an instant.
With questioning eyes, we murmured meaninglessly to each other. Trying to silence the pain, murmuring meaningless platitudes.
Hysterically, we sought answers. How could this have happened to us? What would be our next step? Would we be able to hang on until something was figured out???
Slowly, a horrible realization seeped into my memory. I might, just possibly, maybe, quite probably be responsible for this catastrophe. A certain utility bill may or may not have been lost under a certain pile of
clutter, important paperwork,
and may or may not have been paid. Oh My Goodness, I was the one responsible for this horrendous devastation.
Now what do I?? Do I just keep on questioning what happened with the others? Do I quietly go in the other room and hide under the bed?? No, that won’t work, it isn’t 4 feet off the floor. Dare I confess, and prepare to be stoned?
DD1 was the first to turn on me accusingly. “Mom, did you pay the bill?”
I stammered, “Ummmmmmm, umm, I did! I paid it!” (leaving out the
tiny detail, fact that I last paid it 2 months ago.)
“But when you did you pay it? This month?”
Drat that girl, she’s too smart for my own good.
To be continued...
(Kudos Michelle for editorial assist.)