I got home last night and the cable was out.
And it’s not an area-wide outage, which means crews couldn’t fix the problem last night; they’ll have to stop by some time today.
But what did that mean for last night? No TV. No computer. No internet access. It’s all tied in to that cable.
So last night and again this morning, we read. We talked. There was no background noise of familiar TV shows — whether CSI re-runs at night or Morning Joe in the a.m. We’re not always watching those shows, mind you; but they are always on.
Except for last night and this morning. It was actually kind of nice. Quiet.
I wonder if I’ll remember that when the cable gets fixed.