Hills To Climb

April 21, 2020

Good morning.  This is my second typing of this post.  (on my little laptop)  Do you believe in Murphy's law?  Does it usually attach itself to someone and hang in there till the person crumbles?  I was just signing off from today's post when I must have hit the tiny DEL key on the corner of my keyboard and the whole post went POOF!  I just have to go a bit slower when typing on the little keyboard on this little laptop.   

Yesterday, I was getting ready to take my hammer and my big laptop outside and beat it to death.  Instead, I called the repair shop.  It was closed, but the owner answered and said he would have his technician call to see if he could help.  

At two pm, the technician called and spent hours trying to shut off or uninstall the touchpad with remote software.  The touchpad just would not quit.  It's software was never properly installed.  We finally agreed that when the store was able to re-open, I would bring the laptop to his store and he would try fixing the problem surgically.  

I have very little patience in my elder years.  There have been so many hills to climb in my life that I get tired of climbing them.  This laptop had just plucked my last nerve.  I really think it might have been therapeutic for me to take the laptop out to the grassy area between the house and the shed where no one could see me and whack it with the hammer until all the keys fell off.  Hmmm, maybe not.

Today I'll share a couple photos that I took a few days ago when it snowed.  In the first photo, the cardinal is calling out to someone or something.  In the second photo, he's listening for an answer.

My phone just rang.  My cousin Ellen passed away less than an hour ago.  Rest in peace Ellen, I love you.  

Seems there is always going to be another hill.  Till tomorrow, Y'all be safe and have a fantabulous day.

Hugs, Edna B.