Ugh!

After seven months of getting upset every time I sat down to my computer, yesterday I had had enough.  With encouragement from Kevin, I contacted the free Dell support.  Seven months ago, I had a local fellow work on my computer, and what I had asked him to fix, he did.  He fixed more than I was up for.  At the time I ordered my computer from Dell it was my wish to not have the touch pad engaged and that is how it was delivered to Stauffer Ave.  The local “fixer” worked on my computer and left.  The next time I sat down . . . the touch pad was now activated and with the grace of my wondering left thumb: the words, the letters and the cursor would fly at will.  It would take me forever to edit my work to find out just what and where the errors were.  I think the enamel of my teeth has worn a bit during this time from either gritting them or grinding them.

After spending time on the phone taking good instructions, I was thrilled.  No more wandering text.  I was surprised this morning when I turned on the computer of the things that had changed.  Ugh!  Fess up!  Who monkeyed around during the night?  My blog address was gone, my “just plain” Google was replaced by Google by Ask.  What the heck?  I still may have a problem getting rid of that.  My mouse needed a mouse pad that would have had to have been a foot long.  As I had never been so brave as to get into the mouse’s properties, it took me awhile to realize the length of the pointer needed to be adjusted.

Is it any wonder, why I was quick to get outside . . . and get away from the computer for a bit?  Dennis was out edging the drive and after many years of blowing mowed grass and leaves off of the drive, we had lost a good six inches of the width of the concrete drive.  Getting the drive done on both sides and doing away with all the extra stuff, we could very much appreciate the temperatures that had gotten into the warm stage.

A bite of lunch, and Dennis was off to the farmer’s market, returning with fresh tomatoes and cucumbers.  We have a routine: Dennis cleans the cucumbers and I slice them and the onions.  The bowl with the contents is filled with cold water and ice cubes and popped into the refrig to crisp them a bit.  It won’t be long, the mayo dressing along with salt and pepper will adorn the cucumbers and be ready for the evening meal.  Priceless.  I did put together a chicken and green bean hot-dish to cover all major food groups.

There are very few days that Dennis and I do not find something that needs our attention.  I deem that we are good stewards of Stauffer Avenue.

P.S. It took me so much less time typing this post with the thumb pad disengaged, I have time to do some laundry.  Who knew?