Maybe it’s time to go back to bed and try again …
I’m fighting it today.
Awoke at 4:30 a.m. Couldn’t fall back to sleep. So I turned on the coffee, read the papers (online) and played Lexulous until Vasco woke up.
Went down to my office about 7 and my desktop computer was off. It’s never off. Weird. I turned it on and began sending emails, working on a few things and … pooof! … it went off.
Huh. Really weird. Never done that before.
I powered it back on, and it made the happy Apple “bummmmmmmm” noise, and then, pooof! Back off.
Panic set in.
I walked upstairs and told Maury that the computer might be sick. Or dead.
“Mum?” V asked from the couch. “Why are you crying?”
While Maury took V to school, I grabbed my laptop and headed back down to the office to call Apple.
I tried one more time to power Old Bessie up and she turned on just fine. Phew!
Fastforward 2.5 hours. I’m in the middle of my “Today…in God” post and pooooooof! Bye-bye again.
Wailing and gnashing of teeth.
I tried again to power her on, and there she was again, seemingly happy and healthy. (BTW, I did run diagnostics on her earlier this a.m. and everything seemed fine.)
So I went back in to finish the TIG post (happily WordPress autosaves drafts) and a little before 11 a.m., I hit “post.”
But when the post posted, it was empty.
Wha?
Why?
Whhhhhhhhyyyyyyyyyy?
No drafts saved. Nothing in the Time Capsule.
So … yeah. That’s my Monday so far.
I’m going to put my head down and have a time out now.
See ya later.