Faux Pas of the Week!

I wanted to do so much yesterday. My head was buzzing with enthusiasm, eager to get started.

So why I found myself knee-deep in my store of images, defies logic. This is something I have long been meaning to do, but sorting all of them will probably take another lifetime. I just wanted to put Anita’s poems in one folder, and this would take minutes.

This wasn’t on my list and could have waited for another day, but something made me want to do it, and I saw no harm in what should have been a quick job.

I have never been brilliant at copying and pasting, but I don’t know a better way of doing it. All was going well when the PC suddenly decided to be awkward. It allowed me to group copy several poems but wouldn’t paste them.

I persevered, wanting to finish the job and move on when the highlighted images and the waiting folder simply vanished.

I stared at the screen, wondering what kind of game it was playing this time. My heart was in my stomach, fearing the worst and I couldn’t figure out my next move.

I didn’t know whether to be upset or angry, so I did neither. I put the matter out of my mind and moved to another job, secretly hoping that didn’t vanish too.

The rest of the day passed uneventfully, thank God.

This morning, I was determined to have a good look, to see if I could find the missing folder at least, as I could probably find the poems online if necessary.

I looked everywhere. In the downloads, documents, Word, and a host of likely folders, with no luck.

Then, that small voice in my head suggested the recycle bin.

And that’s where they were, all of them…

I was hoping for a better day today, but Anita has just mentioned that the TV is playing up again!

#Jaye’s Week…

Another week of waiting for news, and the lines of communication were strangely silent, right up until yesterday afternoon. I had tried to convince myself that this could be a good sign, and in a way, it was. The letter that arrived, was a copy of the formal (and very technical) notification that was sent to our GP. After googling all the jargon, I figured out that one of Anita’s main arteries is almost completely blocked and would require either a stent or a surgical bypass. A phone call regarding the consultants intentions will follow, apparently.

The trouble with waiting, is that it sets the tone of the week somehow. Despite this, I was determined to do something constructive. Gardening or bonsai was out of the question, for every time I walked out the back door, the heavens opened. I don’t mind getting wet, but not if I don’t have to!

The next job was cleaning the carpets. Out came my trusty shampooer, only to find all the water that I poured in, ran straight out of the bottom in a hurry. I joggled everything but it was obviously broken, so I threw it in the bin.

Now what?

Well, there are the windows to clean and a pile of sewing that seems to get bigger every time I leave the room. I could switch off the computer and write, or I could try to clear some outstanding annoyances. Seems to be the week for annoyances, so I decided to try to get rid of some. The biggest irk on my list, is trying to find out why some of my book reviews have been deleted. I mean, I didn’t have that many to start with! I had tried emailing Amazon with varying results and this morning I was informed that according to them, I had no such account with them. (turned out they were talking about a seller account)

When I double checked that I most certainly do have a working account on .com and uk.com, I noticed that my author central was missing from uk.com. It was large as life on Amazon.com though.

I think this is all because Anita and I share a computer. It seems to confuse the hell out of most of the companies we deal with. We have our own email address, but that doesn’t amount to a hill of beans, as almost everything we do is questioned and needs verification all the bloody time!

Of course, if anyone has any clues about any of this, they would be very welcome as I am a short step from binning anything that refuses to work!