September 9

So my computer guy came over yesterday morning at 9am.

He clicked different things, went through all sorts of diagnostics, and generally fiddlefarted around.

He had good news.   I did not have a virus.

That was a huge relief.

And bad news. My hard drive was going bad.

Fast.

And if I didn’t want the black screen of death to surprise me any time soon, I needed a new one.

So this morning I am typing to you from a brand spankin’ new hard drive.   It is so tiny it is sitting ON my desk instead of under it.

My computer guy stayed at my house for 5 hours and charged me a whopping $130….for a house call.

I heart my computer guy.

Also….

Dear Superman,

When you come into the bedroom at a quarter till dark with the stealth of an elephant stampede, I tend to wake up and not go back to sleep.

Next time, please use your sniper skills.

If you need cliff notes, here they are.

Plenty of sleep = happy wife

Not enough sleep = cranky, sarcastic wife

Signed,

The Latter

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