I’m feeling about as sane as someone who in the last month has had their car break down twice (to the tune of $1600) lost and found all contacts in cell phone; then lost and found their cell phone; had to replace said cell phone due to the fact that I have no access to my husband’s account, although I’ve been paying the bill on it for 7 years; had an installed furnace stolen in one house, all of the copper stolen out of another house (to the tune of $7500; $4500 of which was covered by insurance). Had my hard drive lost and partially recovered, one exception being a photo assignment that I will now have to reshoot; having to install virtually all new software to deal with new operating system on said computer due to hard drive crash and my desire to use my ipod.
Maybe that’s why I curled up in a ball on the floor and cried my heart out in the house I have just about sold, should make a decent profit on, and have had all inspectors sign off on it as being soundly constructed.
And cried and cried and cried.
Even accomplishments that I am proud of just don’t seem to matter much. I have lost so much, including my sanity this week.
Maybe I could have handled all of this stuff if Mike had been here.
Is there anyone out there who would be willing and able to help me set up my wi-fi, which mysteriously is no longer working ( it says there is and error in my network) and get my printer and scanner set up as bluetooth devices so I dont have to have all of these damn cords connected to my computer?
I’ll never do it myself–am still tearing my hair out trying to upgrade software.
Thanks,
C