Schools start two hours late today, to make sure the roads are well thawed. I might even brave the trip over the river to pick up my desktop, since it was repaired much earlier than we thought it would be. It is, as my writing partner called it, like working without half my brain to be without my trusty current computer.
Well. That was interesting.
Through the magic of the internets I am coming back to this draft hours later, to report that I have my desktop back! The worst part about the trip to go fetch my darling from the Tower of AppleStore was finding parking; the garage attached to the mall was full. Which meant another walk in the chill, this time with rain, to get my baby back to the car. I begged a clear plastic rubbish bag from the very nice young man who surrendered my desktop into my custody. (Hey, I’m not proud, and they didn’t have any covers.) I made it home, plugged everything in, breathed a prayer to my personal patrons…and voila. I didn’t even need the backups of the backups, or the backups of the backups of the backups. (Look, I don’t want to lose 45+ finished books and uncounted unfinished bits. I just don’t.)
It’s good to be back. Now I need to make up for lost time, both snowbound and otherwise. Plus I should really start that Sekrit Project that there will be a Kickstarter for very soon.
I love leaving you in suspense, dear Readers. But then, you knew that.