I woke up this morning to a dead coffee maker. Poor Hubs was making coffee by boiling water in the teakettle and then pouring it over the grounds in the machine. He had about a half a pot ready for me when I woke up. Then I went into the storage closet and pulled out the backup machine. Yes, I have a backup coffee maker. It's an older one that wasn't quite dead when I bought the new one, so I tucked it away for emergency usage. So, we have coffee and the world is still safe. You're welcome.
I will be going out and picking up a new coffee maker today. Because the backup could die without warning and no one wants that. I drink coffee and smoke cigarettes for your protection. Again, you're welcome.
I also have instant. For larger emergencies.
So, I finally heard back from Amazon about my missing page reads. They're still not paying me for those, but Amazon assured me my account is in good standing. Umm... yeah. So, because they (or their bots) decided someone was using KU to... what, fake read books?... I'm screwed. I'll talk more about that tomorrow.
It's totally splooshy here. Big band of rain stretching from the Gulf to Canada and it's sort of stalled, so it's wet wet wet here. I'll need to find something else to do rather than throw logs for a while I guess.
I did do some edit notes yesterday. A half page worth. Which sounds pathetic until you realize on that half page were a couple of things that needed to be changed in the whole book. Find and replace is a wonder, but each instance had to be carefully reviewed and reworded to make it work. One of them was the hair color of an important secondary character. And there was another character with the same hair color, so I had to make sure I was changing the right person's hair. Blerg. The other was how the mages address each other. Yeah, still sounds easy when I type it out, but it wasn't. What it was was tiring and tedious.
My luck has truly sucked lately. My poker account went from 330mil to 120mil. And I'm not doing anything different. Just getting a heapin' helpin' of bad luck. Thankfully, it seems to only be in the poker. Not that my luck is awesome elsewhere, but at least it's not bad. :knock on wood:
I had a dream the other night that made me totally not want a dog. Something about two little yappy dogs and my entire house covered in urine and feces. :shudder: But I'm over it. I want a dog again. I like the looks of this one. Or this one. Or this one. Or this cat.
And that's about enough out of me this morning. Have a great day.