Downer

There's no getting around it. Fiorella, who is usually up, is down. There was all that telephone and internet trouble last week, followed by a horrible day-long migraine (which is still echoing around her brain), then the five dead plants in the expensive new landscape, the bank making her dig up more and more meaningless financial records for the prospective refinancing, and, to top it off, although she renewed two weeks ago, AVG telling her that her computer is unprotected, but not supplying a phone number for her to call to straighten things out.

Also, while Older Son was visiting, he discovered the plumbing for the downstairs bathroom is leaking behind the wall.

So Fio ponders all this stuff and of all the things that have happened in the past, and she feels overloaded.

But she can't even go to church because, while she silently prays for strength, the pastor's life, as he lets everyone know, is halcyon, which only intensifies her depression.