Yesterday morning, just as the guy working on the scaffolding on my terrace crashed his boot through my window, shattering the glass, I discovered Improvised Life was down.
For all of you who hit a blank screen, a rolling beach ball or the terrible message that Improvised Life could not be found, I apologize for the mishap, a technical glitch that took several hours to resolve.
It was one of those days, with all manner of things going awry. I posted a message on Facebook to alert readers, along with the a few lines about the strange syncornicity of challenging little events that had occurred. A reader sent back a sign that read:
Thousands of things go right for you every single day.