The further joys of menopause. It’s been a beautiful day. I’ve cleaned up from dinner, and my husband is outside doing noisy yard stuff. I sit down with a glass of ice water to catch a little trashy TV. Get all comfy in my chair when it happens. My glasses steam up so I can’t see what I’m watching. To add insult to injury, I go to the computer to bitch about the hot flash and my first sentence is fine. My next one is in italics. Time to get more ice and pout big time. It’s a lot easier to focus on minor things when there are major things to worry about. Distraction is the name of the game.



So today I learned a little about the working of the computer. Colleen is what some call my BFF. I prefer the term Partner in Crime. At any rate she was very patient. By the end of the day I was ready to feed the computer to the bear, thus taking care of two problems.