On Writing...
My computer is being awful and glitchy. I updated the BIOS today, which may have helped but did not fix everything. Among other things my tablet has stopped working, and I can't open PDF Files. So the next step is to re-install Windows. This means I needed to back up all my files (which is a good idea anyway). During this process I realized I had over 25 GB of my sister's videos sitting on my computer. Getting them off would be helpful.
Conveniently her birthday is coming up. As a present I decided to present her with a memory card loaded with her videos. I hop in the car to run some errands (bank, memory card, post office) and finish out the evening writing at Starbucks. After the bank, I head to Office Max to check out memory card options. My glasses have been a little...off lately. At first I thought it might be my eye and a combination of too little sleep, but in the car I start thinking it might be my glasses. So very gently (at a red light) I try bending them back into place, and pop, out comes the lens...
I'm rather near-sighted. I'm required to wear glasses to drive. I can see well enough to see the road and cars coming my way, but I can't read any signs. I put the lens back as best I could, but the screw that holds the frame together on that side is missing. Pinching my glasses together with one hand and steering with the other, I make it a few yards before getting annoyed and taking the glasses off all together. No one dies. I pull into the parking lot, stop, do a little myopic browsing at Office Max...(I think my backpack makes sales people nervous, more so with the squinting)...find the 32GB memory stick at 1/2 off which made it perfectly priced for my needs.
The whole time the sky had been flashing with ominous lightning and the promise of rain. When I get to the sales counter, the sky starts falling. The system goes down or clogs up or something, and it takes the cashier about fifteen minutes to ring up my single item. I had pondered driving to the place where I got my glasses, but the clock just turned to 6:00pm which may be their closing time. With the rain pounding down, I consider going home; I have some spare glasses there. But if I go home, I know I probably won't get any writing done, too many distractions.
I decide to leave the post office for tomorrow and attempt Starbucks. On the drive there, I switch back and forth from glasses off (I can see well enough not to hit anything) to (egads what if I hit something, and I'm not wearing my glasses) squinting one eyed and staring through my new (how will this effect my depth perception?) monocle.
At Starbucks, the rain starts falling even harder, and I sit in the car for a minute to see if it'll slack off and wonder if I'll be able to get any work done. While I have no trouble reading books without them, I've been in the habit of wearing my glasses while working on the computer. But I really need to get a chapter done. The rain isn't letting up, so I leave my monocle in the car and slosh through the blurry, wet parking lot to hurry inside, briefing musing over how many people are sitting calmly and chatting on the porch in the middle of a thunderstorm.
All is not lost, if I bring my nose within 8 inches of the screen, I can indeed read the text. So I sit there hunched over for four hours occasionally rolling my neck and stretching to fight the cramp developing in my spine while abusing my free green tea refills (love my gold card).
But, I got a chapter done, and Phillip stopped fighting me. So it is a good day.
Conveniently her birthday is coming up. As a present I decided to present her with a memory card loaded with her videos. I hop in the car to run some errands (bank, memory card, post office) and finish out the evening writing at Starbucks. After the bank, I head to Office Max to check out memory card options. My glasses have been a little...off lately. At first I thought it might be my eye and a combination of too little sleep, but in the car I start thinking it might be my glasses. So very gently (at a red light) I try bending them back into place, and pop, out comes the lens...
I'm rather near-sighted. I'm required to wear glasses to drive. I can see well enough to see the road and cars coming my way, but I can't read any signs. I put the lens back as best I could, but the screw that holds the frame together on that side is missing. Pinching my glasses together with one hand and steering with the other, I make it a few yards before getting annoyed and taking the glasses off all together. No one dies. I pull into the parking lot, stop, do a little myopic browsing at Office Max...(I think my backpack makes sales people nervous, more so with the squinting)...find the 32GB memory stick at 1/2 off which made it perfectly priced for my needs.
The whole time the sky had been flashing with ominous lightning and the promise of rain. When I get to the sales counter, the sky starts falling. The system goes down or clogs up or something, and it takes the cashier about fifteen minutes to ring up my single item. I had pondered driving to the place where I got my glasses, but the clock just turned to 6:00pm which may be their closing time. With the rain pounding down, I consider going home; I have some spare glasses there. But if I go home, I know I probably won't get any writing done, too many distractions.
I decide to leave the post office for tomorrow and attempt Starbucks. On the drive there, I switch back and forth from glasses off (I can see well enough not to hit anything) to (egads what if I hit something, and I'm not wearing my glasses) squinting one eyed and staring through my new (how will this effect my depth perception?) monocle.
At Starbucks, the rain starts falling even harder, and I sit in the car for a minute to see if it'll slack off and wonder if I'll be able to get any work done. While I have no trouble reading books without them, I've been in the habit of wearing my glasses while working on the computer. But I really need to get a chapter done. The rain isn't letting up, so I leave my monocle in the car and slosh through the blurry, wet parking lot to hurry inside, briefing musing over how many people are sitting calmly and chatting on the porch in the middle of a thunderstorm.
All is not lost, if I bring my nose within 8 inches of the screen, I can indeed read the text. So I sit there hunched over for four hours occasionally rolling my neck and stretching to fight the cramp developing in my spine while abusing my free green tea refills (love my gold card).
But, I got a chapter done, and Phillip stopped fighting me. So it is a good day.
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