Herself: The weather is changing, and I am complaining about the aches and pains. Perhaps I list them once a day out loud, and then there they are for the rest of the day.
Reading: A Bill Crider mystery.
Balance: Using a recipe and measuring. When the food comes out perfectly, I’m delighted. Silly me.
Oh, I’ve known it was fading. It refused to open some blogs months ago. It started burping a week ago. Often my computer would tell me that my Firefox was too old to run this or that application. Everything flickers. Yesterday every time I shut a window, an error message showed up telling me that Firefox had crashed.
“Life as I know it is near the end,” I told G.
He replied, “Oh, No. All you,” Note he said “YOU, “have to do is import all your bookmarks to Internet Exploder, uninstall Firefox, reinstall a new copy of Firefox, reinstall all your bookmarks.” Later he said the magic word “WE.”
“I’m backing everything up anyway,” I said. But I sure am grateful this morning for the existence of Google. I Googled my blogs with some degree of effort, and there they were. I Googled my photo host to find a summer picnic picture to head today’s entry.
Sometimes thinking far, far ahead of yourself is good for the soul.