No matter what he does, my computer boot system is still not functioning. I’m better, but still wallowing in the cold. G has been waiting on me hand and foot. They don’t want me at work either. When I’m awake, I read. I admit that it took me three days to remember to sit up all night.
My life is backed up on the old computer. I use the laptop…whose keyboard I truly hate….to type this. The Facebook accounts have been updated daily. Waving.