That hasn't changed.
In fact, in preparation for my Friday post (which is being written at the end of a long Thursday of travel to see grandchildren ... oh, and their parents, too! can't forget them!) I have just spent one whole hour of my rapidly diminishing lifetime trying to simply get into my two email accounts and my Blogger account. It is an excruciatingly slow process. I have tabs for a number of websites open across the top of the page, and as each one tries - and fails - to find the server for that website, I click the "Try Again" button. I feel a bit like that old-timey plate-spinning act: start the first plate spinning on the tall stick, then start the second plate spinning, meanwhile watch for the first one to start wobbling, get it spinning again, start the third plate spinning, watch for the next one that starts to wobble, get it spinning, repeat, repeat, repeat . . .
I would insert a YouTube clip in here of just that thing, except I can't BLOODY GET ON THE WEBSITE!
The most important thing is that I finally got on Blogger, although I still can't access the blogs that I follow. They call Blogger a "platform" and I'm starting to picture it as an actual train platform, where crowds of people are trying to get on the train and they're pushing and shoving because there are only so many seats and everybody thinks they'll get a seat if they just keep trying . . . and here I am, pushing and shoving with the best of them . . .
So I think I'll just turn in my train ticket for tonight and take the bus home, or heck maybe just walk. Figuratively speaking. My kitties would like some of my time after being home alone all day, so I'll put my feet up, read a book, and snuggle with them.
Only one cat at a time, mind you, because one is so aggressive she would maim or kill the other if she had the chance, and that wouldn't be a terribly peaceful end to the day, would it?
Or because the cats accidentally got put in one room together and I got in the middle of that mess and am probably at the hospital getting a blood transfusion . . . . . . . . . . . .
No; we are very careful. So it will be the internet's - or our computer's - fault :)
A question for you, if you feel inclined to answer: What do you do to relax if you - HORRORS - can't get on the internet? Does it involve a hammer to the computer screen? No? Is that just me?
Until Monday, thank you for reading and I hope you have a good weekend. And now I will skedadle off the internet before I become the straw that breaks Blogger's back, as it were :)