Just a dream?

Did I really have internet in the house? Or was that just a cruel dream?

I wrote the previous post Saturday morning, enjoying my morning's cup of coffee and peace and quiet. For the first time in a long time, we had internet in our home, and were feeling that much more "normal".

Not 12 hours later, the reality is once again no internet.

Saturday night, we had a horrible electrical storm. Olivia and the kids were all keeping close to Todd and I, afraid of the noise and the light. As Olivia says, "faus". (We have no idea where she got that word.)

A near strike of lightning zapped our TV antennea, and arc'ed across two outlets in the family room. There are now charred marks on the white walls where the sparks flew. An electrical access panel in our bedroom also blew across the room, and some things like the elecronic gate latches and door buzzer, hot water heater and some lights now don't work.

But worst of all, the DSL modem/router, that glorious portal to the rest of the world, is dead.

Fried.

Kaput!

So, begins again our wait for Italia Telecom to bring and install a replacement.

I guess I should be happy that no major damage occurred, or God forbid that something would happen to Olivia, Todd or the kids.

Still...