Blessed

I’ve had the sense, as recently as this morning, of standing under a shower of blessings.  My manic depressive side kicked in a few hours ago when I figured out that the computer which has been limping is no longer.  At this point I start a full throttle internal whine about all the stuff that needs fixing or replacing when I do not want to fix or replace.

My wonderful kids have had pity on Mom through several of these episodes, and handed down old computers.  I have two that sort of suffice.  The old apple product doesn’t run the bridge interface I like and the desktop was so viral it had to go the “format c:” route.  That’s well and good if you can reinstall all the drivers.  But the previous owner discarded all those junk disks, and I’ve never located or properly installed a file needed to get the internet going.  Tomorrow, it’s off to the local computer guru, and then probably to go buy a computer.   Once I have a working machine, I can clean up the mess in my computer room which looks like a place old computers go to die.

Meanwhile, G— has been hanging around in a cardiac care unit, toughing it out in SLC.  Send up a prayer or two for the “independent b—-” who couldn’t even call her sister till a week later.  I spoke to her sis today, and the claim is that G is at least third in a long line of strong willed independent women.  Yup, I kind of recognize the syndrome.

All in all, it’s really been a great day.  And life is good.  But I sure go off the deep end when my computer goes belly up.

And Nita and Linda, no I didn’t abandon the site while I was out of town.  It turns out the spam looking mail I was getting about my domain name expiring was not spam.  So July 14, suddenly there was no longer a dloye.com.   No great loss, as I’ve not done a thing commercial with the site, though that was my original intention. But I’ve had an awful lot of fun blogging and messing about.  I didn’t even unpack my suitcases before getting that problem resolved.  When stuff doesn’t work, I get the shakes.  Mother has returned…. in my skin!

4 Responses to “Blessed”

  1. Gail Says:

    OK, I’m home and have been for several days. I went to Gretchen’s wedding on Saturday. I had a friend take me, I didn’t drive. And Miss Deborah should not throw stones about lines of strong-willed, independent women! Humph!

  2. Swiftone Says:

    So very glad to see you kicking and at a wedding! For the record, Miss D was pretty sure she too was made of the same stuff.

  3. linda Says:

    Just back from the whirlwind of visiting a dying Aunt Mary and a grieving mother. Mary is being moved today to a WHEATRIDGE locked unit, about 45 miles from Ma and probably 20 some from me. But, Jitana’s guy is ill in hospital and she could also use a how are you? He went in Thursday with what was thought to be dehydration/heat stroke stuff. Has underlying congestive heart failure and now a systemic infection. And so it goes…..

  4. Ina May Says:

    I like that “Mother has returned in my skin!” It happens, and I’m noticing it more and more in myself. Ina May

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