This was the first morning that I was taking my walk before the sun was up. As I walked east I was amazed how quickly the bright apricot colored sun did rise. I may have beat the sun up but the mosquitoes were at it full barrel. I was happy when I was out of town far enough that there was a breeze to ward off the buggers.
Today was weird. The bugs were outside, the basement is tarped off with plastic . . . there was no where to go but the main floor of our home. Oh my gosh! My home is so small!
What better time to work with photos in my HP Notebook. Getting albums put together was something I had not done since I have been loading photos these months. The many thousands of photos I have on my old Dell laptop is totally cataloged by individuals’ folders. I know it may seem redundant to have two separate computers. The Dell was purchased in 2006 with Windows 7. Kevin advised that the HP Notebook should come on board with Windows 10. Perhaps having the Dell laptop crap out on a Tuesday and needing to becoming accustomed to Windows 10 on a Wednesday could very likely throw me into a loop that I might not recover from. Kevin was right. It was an adjustment.
It is very handy to have the Dell in the sewing studio. You never know when a YouTube Video might be needed when a question comes up with quilting or even a Bernina sewing machine question. The HP has a spot in the living room. Dennis’ computer is in the west porch . . . yes he likes his own space as much as I do and he has his own Facebook account and has multiple card games loaded to enjoy. No online card games, just good ones that have been downloaded as gifts. It does speak to Dennis’ ability to adapt as he can slide into the chair next to either the Dell in the sewing studio or the HP in the living room to access his many card games. All around, the two older ones on Stauffer Avenue can learn just enough to keep up with what is available without being on the phone begging someone for help. Grant it, I do fly a question by the kids every once in a while. O.K. I admit it, nine year old Nicholas just rolls his eyes.