Ah, tech support. What an oxymoron. It's neither technical nor supportive. After spending the better part of the day following the remote directions of various tech support idiots, I gave in and hauled my computer into the geek squad for resuscitation. After a fifteen minute diagnostic, they very kindly informed me that all the crap I'd spent the day doing had mostly just made the computer worse. And for a mere $199 dollars, they'll undo all the said crap.
So, sometime on Thursday or Friday, I'll have my computer back. In the meantime, I'll be limping along on my elderly laptop which is behind a couple generations on Windows and Microsoft Office, but hey! It actually works. And that is what ultimately counts.
In the meantime, after losing two days of writing time, I'll get back to the books today and probably have to read the first three chapters just so I remember where I was. Who knows? That might prove to be an inspiration!
My ambitions did not reach the levels needed to take down the Christmas tree so I'm seriously considering a trip to the Dollar tree for some of those giant plastic eggs to decorate it with. I'm thinking that I could string some pretty spring-like crystals to hang on the tree. It would look very delicate and pastel. Just might do that.
For the second day in a row, I spent more time walking than sitting. That has to be some kind of record. If I keep that up, I'll be skinnier by summer. I admit that I mostly walked from the bedroom to the living room, but I figure walking is walking. I have an idea that the house hunk was anxious to get me out of his hair because he was extremely cooperative about jury rigging my laptop so I have a regular keyboard, mouse and my gigunda monitor. Basically, the laptop is just a flat cpu.
While I was waiting for several programs to run, I finished sorting through the pile of stickies, scribbled notes, and takeout menus on my desk. Its positively amazing how much junk you can accumulate in one small spot. I found three tubes of lip gloss, six nail files, and eighteen pens. I knew there was a pen somewhere there if I just looked hard enough. I also found the little card that has the instructions for removing the lining on my mammoth Crocs for cleaning. Found a bird box (looks like a duck) full of quarters. Always a good thing when you find money. And a container of Valentine m&m's. Yummm.
Jane, my chef, prepared a delicious corned beef with potatoes to celebrate St. Pat's. I can't remember the last time I had corned beef, but I do know it definitely didn't taste as wonderful as Jane's. Of course, today it's back to the regular diet, but it was worth it.
I hope y'all have a wonderful day. Blessings on y'all.