Mentally, I am a crispy critter right now.
The new keyboard that company sent me to replace the one where the letters rubbed off in a month? It was worse. The T key worked intermittently and the B key kept getting stuck. And the letter were rubbing off! I used it a whole week. And I'm not even writing a book right now. I unplugged it and threw it on the floor. Then I went into my stash of old keyboards, found the Lenovo one I loved (that the letters have rubbed off of, too, but it took over a year) and I'm using that. I bought some paint in the craft section of Wallyworld to touch up the letters on it. Never again with VicTsing or whatever the hell that thing was. I told Hubs to do with it what he would - stomp on it, hit it with a hammer...He took it to the garage. Later, I went out there and stomped on it. It's sitting out with this morning's trash.
Speaking of the craft section at Wallyworld. The gals who work in there are awesome. I am not a crafting type person, but every time I step in there, they're so helpful and cheerful. I told her I was looking for craft paint and she led me to a whole section of the stuff, then she helped me pick out which one would be best on the hardened plastic of a keyboard. Especially helpful since I didn't have my glasses to read the darn bottles. Then she said, 'if it doesn't work, try putting clear nail polish over the paint'. Gah, I wish I'd thought of that years ago.
Later in the bread aisle, I struck up a conversation with a gal who might've been 10-15 years older than me. (We were both looking for cocoa - which they'd moved to across from the bread.) She was a hoot. We both were cracking it up. Then for some reason we got serious and she said something about it being a shame she can't be anywhere and not be afraid of people, and how she feels silly but she worries about people breaking into her car or following her home. I showed her the pepper spray I carry in my pocket at all times. It is a shame, but it isn't silly. This is the world we live in now. Where even in the back of nowhere you have to watch your ass.
I spent some time clearing trails in the woods yesterday. It's a lot of work, but it's good for me and it makes nice places to walk without fear of stepping in a hole or on a snake.
It's supposed to rain from now through Saturday. Bad for being outside, but great for keeping my butt in this chair. 4 days.
Speaking of which, I should probably wrap this up and get my buns in gear. Drop your this n this or any comments. I'll be around here somewhere.