I'm starting to reconsider. A few runs will really stretch the limits. Probably be best to go CAT 5e

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Impatiently waiting for the 6E router I ordered to replace the weak, 802.11g Netgear at this house. It'll be here Tuesday. I lucked out and got it at 42% off.

Next week's to-do list will be a sheet of plywood, a punch-down block, a box of cat 6, ends, and a switch. Then a lot of drilling and shenanigans in the basement.

Last of the major fires extinguished.

Not easy trying to salvage a company I thought I had left behind me and process grief at the same time. Not to mention mountains of medical bills, probate process and the minutia involved when someone leaves the mortal coil.

But it shall be done.

On the lighter side, I have learned that orange tabbies make horrible secretaries/assistants. But if you put cat videos on the TV, they will sit attentively on a coffee table, watch, and stay out of your way.

Your idea is too appealing. Thus, I mute it.

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The disaster recovery to-do list grows but the items are becoming more trivial. I guess this qualifies as victory.

I do respect that they have many layers to peel back in order to force a change in a hosted account like that. Such an inconvenience though.

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Wow. Threatening to switch a company to Office365 hosting gets Google moving.

(Sale of company I walked away from fell through and the former almost buyer was not relinquishing admin on the Google stuff. I had to get involved. At this rate, I may as well buy the damned company or something)

Setting a work area up in the living room since I’m back in the maelstrom.

Laughing at attempts by the new now prior lead programmer to comprehend the codebase. The git log was amusing. Eventually, I brought the head back to the final commit I made before leaving.

Seeing that it is 3:10am, I should probably go to bed.

I torpedoed my career to return home and care for my disabled mother. On the eve of her funeral, I learned that the torpedo missed.

The bohemian in me wants to fire a full spread at it.

The practical side likes money and is fully aware that I am incapable of sitting around and doing nothing.

Long sigh

Message ends.

Got back from the funeral home. My mom's cat upstaged me in the obituary which, honestly, gave me the first good laugh I have had in weeks. It's so on-brand for our family.