I had a couple intense days at work, very busy, much to do and not yet done, and so tonight was part restoration, part collapse.
During dinner I was watching more of The Curse of the Were-Rabbit, the Wallace & Gromit movie I'd somehow missed out on. Then the DVD jammed. Then the computer wouldn't eject the DVD. Then the computer didn't believe it had a DVD drive, even after restarting.
Then, when I started working myself up into a "oh god I can't afford this problem" state of worry, I stopped, shut down – because that helps sometimes with computers – and turned the laptop upside down – because the disk floats on a spindle – and went & took a nice bath. I read a relaxing book (one of the Don't Sweat the Small Stuff series!) and when I was sufficiently soaked, came out for a brief but unworried test.
Turned the computer over, started it up, held down the eject button, and out comes the disk, sweet as you please.
It doesn't always work out that way, but you know, even if it hadn't have come out, I had already reminded myself that I know lots of folks who could help me figure out how to fix it and maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing to be barred from watching Buffy & Sports Night all weekend and make some progress on projects instead.