Murphy's Law and the Lean Mean Machine
I think it's Murphy's law that says if I really really want to write then something's bound to come up. So here I am, all inspired by my characters bouncing up and down in my brain, Snowflakes ready and eager to organize me, and...
Well, the dishwasher leaked, which was wet, and the man came to mend it, which was wetter. My son's computer arrived, not wet because I stayed close enough to the door to hear the doorbell (i.e. I wasn't on my computer). The odd rattly thing in the case sent me phoning tech support who tried not to laugh and said it was a light. (I didn't know computers had lights.) Then we went shopping for a monitor, but they'd sold out of the one my son had so carefully researched, so we drove further...
Meanwhile, I wanted to write, and I have a ton of books that I'm meant to be reading and reviewing, and our book group meets tonight.
Windows 7 was fun though. We switched on the machine and it recognized the printer straight away. It even almost connected to the lan, but I needed to set up the name and sort out the password. Next, much to everyone's amazement, I found the site to download our favorite virus-scanner, which installed smoothly and fast. However, babysitting the computer wasn't conducive to writing. Neither was babysitting the dishwasher. Aghghgh. And I forgot I was meant to be babysitting the washing as well...
I'll get around to writing again soon, and reading, I hope.
Well, the dishwasher leaked, which was wet, and the man came to mend it, which was wetter. My son's computer arrived, not wet because I stayed close enough to the door to hear the doorbell (i.e. I wasn't on my computer). The odd rattly thing in the case sent me phoning tech support who tried not to laugh and said it was a light. (I didn't know computers had lights.) Then we went shopping for a monitor, but they'd sold out of the one my son had so carefully researched, so we drove further...
Meanwhile, I wanted to write, and I have a ton of books that I'm meant to be reading and reviewing, and our book group meets tonight.
Windows 7 was fun though. We switched on the machine and it recognized the printer straight away. It even almost connected to the lan, but I needed to set up the name and sort out the password. Next, much to everyone's amazement, I found the site to download our favorite virus-scanner, which installed smoothly and fast. However, babysitting the computer wasn't conducive to writing. Neither was babysitting the dishwasher. Aghghgh. And I forgot I was meant to be babysitting the washing as well...
I'll get around to writing again soon, and reading, I hope.
Comments
My hope is that when everything else is cleared out of the way, the characters will still be there waiting.
Malcolm
Ants! Yuk.
Jean
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