The far side of sanity, Up in them thar hills, United States
About me? Well shucks… here I go then.
I used to live in Australia, but then I decided I didn’t want to be there anymore, and I wanted to come home. so I came back to the beautiful Northern California foothills to be closer to my son. I married the boy next door in August of 2013, and in June of 2016, we moved to the gorgeous North Georgia Mountains and I couldn’t be any happier. Well, I could be, I guess, if I could just figure out how to get my first cup of coffee into me, without actually getting out of bed. And if I could have more cats. And some more chickens. And maybe a baby pig. Life would then be perfect.
I've been battling my computer for a couple of weeks now, ( no, it isn't a " solvable by my lovely computer geek" kind of problem - it's more the system here locally, I think.) and I am WAY behind on comments, visiting, emails and whatnot.
Some blogs load easily... but others? Well, lets just say that I can hang a load of laundry or make a meal while waiting for them to load. I've been making a lot of meals lately.
And if one does load quickly, I have to have 2 or 3 try's at commenting... because your comment forms seem to hate me for some reason. They just sit there and stare at me. Blankly. Even when I try to comment on your comments, half the time, it won't go though for me
So, if I've visited you and left a comment... lucky you! You're one of the lucky ones! But if you haven't seen hide nor hair of me at all, see the above explanation as to why.
And if you've recently emailed me ( well, within the last few weeks anyway) I WILL respond, just as soon as this dang computer lets me. I can read your emails, but I can't compose messages. But just don't tell my sister that I can read her emails. She'll go back to hounding me for money.
I did un-install Yahoo Messenger yesterday, and then turn right around and re-install it, and it seems to be working okay-ish. It looks a bit funny, but maybe that's just the new version... or something. Who knows.
This computer stuff is beyond me.
You would think that with all this free time I have, I would get around to dusting or cleaning or even weeding the over-grown garden... but do I? Are you joking?