Monday night our internet access went in and out. Normally we can unplug the box thingie (technical term), plug it back in, wait a minute, and it reboots itself and all is well. Not so much on Monday. I argued with it and fussed about it and Dearly Beloved talked to our "service provider" twice. It finally started working, just in time for a thunderstorm to move in and knock our power off.
At that point, I had had three hours of prime stitching time sucked away dealing with trying to get online so I could download the finishing directions for Rhapsody in Blue.
Tuesday the internet was working and I was able to print out the Rhapsody directions but our landline went out. Yes, we are
Wednesday I went to work and tried to sign on to my work computer. The little twirly thing (another technical term) just spun and spun and spun. I could have used that hour to sleep. Instead I dusted my desk and looked at the piles of things that needed to be done. And, yes, I did try to reboot. It was a system-wide situation, which they explained on the intranet page, which of course we couldn't access because we couldn't sign onto our work computers.
And then we come to today. My camera is not talking to this computer. We invested in a new laptop since the old one periodically goes dark. However, the camera and the old computer like each other and communicate very nicely. Tonight I thought I would post a picture or two of what I've been up to this week and start using the new computer for everything. It isn't happening. What we have is a failure to communicate. And I am tired of dealing with it. I am signing up for an Apple class and taking the camera to school. Meanwhile, the old laptop is groaning and the screen hasn't lit up yet, so there will be no pictures posted tonight.
Originally I was going to put Rhapsody in Blue together this week-end. This would require using the sewing machine. I have a new one. I haven't used it yet. (It intimidates me just a wee bit.) I think this may not be a good week-end, given the way the week has gone, to deal with learning another piece of technology.
I have decided that the safest thing to do is to dive back into the 17th century. I have band samplers calling my name.