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You know, this morning's not half bad.
I mean, yeah, I had a brief convo with an online friend who's upset with me. But I had cantaloupe for breakfast (a bit bland - but ripe enough to have some taste), I got the camera's USB connection working right on my desktop (need to check if the XP drivers are available yet, for the laptop), and I'm awake and feeling good and not feeling like I have to work at all this weekend. I probably will; there are a couple things I want to get done that will be easy to do in the background. But I don't have to. Besides, I'm not sure those are totally work; they're the final setup of my laptop for work which, while technically work, doesn't feel like it. Feels like playing with my new toy!
Yesterday, I called IBM and finally straightened out the last of the billing mess. It turns out it had been straightened out before my last call to them, probably, but the person I talked to then hadn't found the right reference. Why one credit was made against my existing order and the other was given its own order number, I don't know, but I was given the info, saw it, and confirmed it. My next credit card statement should match, and then I'm done with this.
And the machine really is nice. So...way too many idiots in customer service and sales there, but I don't regret the laptop any more. It was a couple months of misery making it right, but now that it is right, I'm a very happy camper.
Think I may go out for part of today with the camera. Pity my waking-dream wasn't real. In it, I stirred, debated waking up, then remembered they said it might snow overnight. Got up and dashed downstairs (without my contact lenses or glasses). The bottom of the stairs opened into a 10 x 10 (or so) room carpeted in dull tan (not exactly my house), but the stairs and door were the same. Ran across to it and peered out, couldn't tell anything. So I opened the door, stuck my hand out in to the blur (I should have been ale to see it, guess I was blinder in the dream ;) and got hold of an ice chip. And then I was all excited and ready to get dressed and go play and get photographs.
That's when I woke up. I didn't think I'd get snow, but I came downstairs to look anyway (with my glasses on; contacts are a pain and not putting them in first thing doesn't hurt anything - in fact, not wearing them for an hour or two a day is supposed to be good for me, though not required). There was no snow, just rain, but I was still pleased. No morning mist, nothing to make me snatch the camera, but I was up. And it was 7:30. And I was awake, and alive, and happy, and energetic.
I think the stress-load I've been under has finally lifted. I may still be busy, but I don't seem to be freaking as much about it day to day. And that plus getting enough sleep despite all the craziness this past week...I think things are back to good. I've been finding little bits of time to roleplay, I've been finding time to do other things.
And right now, 'scuse. I need to brush my hair and get ready for the day. Take the trash out and sort the laundry. Finish moving my images over to the disk so I can use the camera for new pictures today.
Yesterday, I called IBM and finally straightened out the last of the billing mess. It turns out it had been straightened out before my last call to them, probably, but the person I talked to then hadn't found the right reference. Why one credit was made against my existing order and the other was given its own order number, I don't know, but I was given the info, saw it, and confirmed it. My next credit card statement should match, and then I'm done with this.
And the machine really is nice. So...way too many idiots in customer service and sales there, but I don't regret the laptop any more. It was a couple months of misery making it right, but now that it is right, I'm a very happy camper.
Think I may go out for part of today with the camera. Pity my waking-dream wasn't real. In it, I stirred, debated waking up, then remembered they said it might snow overnight. Got up and dashed downstairs (without my contact lenses or glasses). The bottom of the stairs opened into a 10 x 10 (or so) room carpeted in dull tan (not exactly my house), but the stairs and door were the same. Ran across to it and peered out, couldn't tell anything. So I opened the door, stuck my hand out in to the blur (I should have been ale to see it, guess I was blinder in the dream ;) and got hold of an ice chip. And then I was all excited and ready to get dressed and go play and get photographs.
That's when I woke up. I didn't think I'd get snow, but I came downstairs to look anyway (with my glasses on; contacts are a pain and not putting them in first thing doesn't hurt anything - in fact, not wearing them for an hour or two a day is supposed to be good for me, though not required). There was no snow, just rain, but I was still pleased. No morning mist, nothing to make me snatch the camera, but I was up. And it was 7:30. And I was awake, and alive, and happy, and energetic.
I think the stress-load I've been under has finally lifted. I may still be busy, but I don't seem to be freaking as much about it day to day. And that plus getting enough sleep despite all the craziness this past week...I think things are back to good. I've been finding little bits of time to roleplay, I've been finding time to do other things.
And right now, 'scuse. I need to brush my hair and get ready for the day. Take the trash out and sort the laundry. Finish moving my images over to the disk so I can use the camera for new pictures today.