And my computer is doing me dirt.
I read as much as I can before the puter crashes, and sometimes it'll reboot, and I'm good for a little while longer, then it crashes again. I've defragged, tried disk cleanup also, but I have no idea what to do next.
IMing with my sister is OK for awhile, but I can't go from IM to read mail, cuz the puter is lazy and won't do more than one thing at a time. And sometimes it just gets tired of our chattering and shuts down. Yesterday it crashed, rebooted, crashed again when I typed in my password, rebooted, ditto, ditto, ditto, until I gave up and just shut down all together.
Sis sent me an article that I wanted to print, and I got pages 2 and 3 printed, but after three tries, still haven't managed to get page 1 printed before the puter shuts down. What is it about page 1 that Dummy doesn't like?
At one time I was able to chat with three people simultaneously; now I'm having trouble chatting with just one.
I'll see if I can lure my son to come work on this. He built it, he should be able to fix it. We'll see.
On a happier note, I had breakfast with my grandson Tuesday morning. He's such a sweetie. Love him to pieces, and I don't get nearly enough time with him. Well, he's a grown-up now and has grown-up interests, and grandma's place is no longer the place to spend the weekend. But we had almost four hours together. He's bright, thoughtful, spiritual (but not religious). He said he could never be Jewish because he loves his porkchops and sausages too much. Anyway, he's a very interesting person to be around. I'm going to have to lay in a plan to get more time with him.
I worked very industriously yesterday and made significant inroads on the pile of stuff that was threatening to bury me. There's still work to be done, and considering my disorganized way, there'll always be work to be done.
I can occasionally leave a comment on a diary, but be assured, I'm reading as fast as I can before Dummy decides to crash. And I'd better bring this to a close before Dummy decides it's tired and wants to go to sleep again.
Shalom, y'all.