Looking out my Backdoor: The day my computer caught the delta variant COVID virus

I suppose it’s my own fault. I should have known when the toilet tank innards up and died and bled water all over the floor.

But no, I had nary a clue. Then a few days later I remained blissfully unaware when my washing machine puddled all over the bodega floor. Turned out a crack eroded in the tub which had to be replaced. I should have caught on that something was afoot more than the simple mechanical obvious.

The appropriate specialist doctors came out and applied the appropriate medications, in these cases, new innards. Life went onward.

Had I only known, I could have taken measu...