So first it told me I had 200 new posts. Which I obviously don't because I've slept, eaten, cleaned our house, run errands, read a bit, picked up my knitting, etc. etc. etc. and if I had 200 new posts all the previous would have been impossible.

Then it told my sister I had 200 posts, and I can only imagine that she was a little relieved to see that was not in fact true.

Now it won't let anyone leave a comment, in spite of the settings being set correctly to do so, and I've reentered them three times, told it to save them, and it won't budge.

But since I don't in fact have time to do 200 posts, or reenter for the 4th time whatever it would take to make comments enabled, then I'm just going to let Blogger get over itself, which it will eventually. And by the time it does I may well have 200 posts. I'm not being anti-social, but since blogger isn't in the mood to cooperate, feel free to just read and then talk the comments you would have left, right outloud. It might make your family wonder enough about you that they'll cut you a wide path, and you'll have some much needed time alone!

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