Ya know….things are all ok. I wait for results, I wait for the Tylenol to work, I talk with friends in the hot tub while they wait and make decisions. I sign into Photobucket but keep looking back at Snapfish. Maybe it’s good I change photo hosts. Snapfish still doesn’t let us humans have access to the photo addresses. I read all the miles of coding and am little wiser.
Losing all those years of cloud photos are really sad, but I have them on two hard drives. Why do you need the address a kind man asks. Why? Because I post to more than one spot. And too, even if I only post to Blogger, Blogger does fill up.
Further wheel turns, Daughter Margot passed her clutter inspection. She thinks empty surfaces and no lace are boring. I certainly understand that one, but I remind her that lace gets dusty. I’m the person who makes little sculptural compositions on almost every surface then has to dust them. I’m also the one who picked a pink teddy bear to be out in public this year. Yes, it adds a sense of clutter to the living room, but every time I notice it, I smile.