I’m beginning to think the gods are angry with me.
At the beginning of this week, a debilitating stomach virus took me down. For three days, I accomplished next to nothing. This is not typical for me.
Last night, feeling stronger, I decided to get back to work. About an hour in, my computer crashed. I spent today with the technician. He says he’ll need my computer for the next 48 hours.
I have classes that begin in not much more than 48 hours. I also have many people emailing me with many questions. I was sick for 72 hours. You have waited long enough.
To move forward, I bought a new computer. Not very happy about that. Wasn’t planning on it.
The worst part is that I am having to learn new software and new systems. Not only that, but I am having to rebuild much of what I lost.
I am hoping that when the technician calls me back on Sunday, he will have good news for me. I will not have lost all of the files I built up over the last five years.
Meanwhile, I am doing my best to catch up with the truckload of emails that were delivered while I was sick.
I hope you guys can be just a bit more patient with me, as I struggle to catch up.
As for the gods, I will never again throw another Coke bottle over the end of the earth. I should’ve known better.