My home computer was purchased in 2005. That means it’s traveled around the sun nine times. Nine Earth-Years. I’m not sure what that translates to in Technology-Years. It seems like computer technology changes quite often. Daily? Twice a month? For the sake of argument let’s say it changes once a month. 12 times a year. That means my computer is 105 Earth-Years. (I got it in July 2005).
I’m running Windows XP. Beginning on April 8, 2014, Microsoft is discontinuing support on Windows XP. I’m already having issues with my browser as it is very outdated so I can’t see or do certain things on the Internet with my current setup, like access support for some of my other electronic devices.
Our office just purchased a cute little tablet-that-converts-into-a-PC which I took to the conference in Orlando last month. Once I figured out Windows 8, it was fine. But I don’t use this device regularly so I don’t remember the ins and outs.
Upgrading an operating system AND expecting it to work seamlessly (IMO), is like trying to unburn toast. It just doesn’t work. I know for a fact that my Office 2003 will not work with the new Windows OS. It didn’t work with Mr. Aitch’s Windows 7 computer so I’m sure it won’t work with 8. What other surprises await?
I’m not looking forward to this at all: transferring files, bookmarks, programs, and learning a new operating system.
I guess I’ll just have to figure out how to work in a new computer out of my already stretched-to-the-max paycheck.
I’m sure that by now most of you reading this in the United States know that we turn the clocks ahead one hour tonight. And if you happen to live in one of the few states that doesn’t do this, well, I’m jealous. This action is called Daylight Savings Time. In the fall we turn the clocks back an hour and this is called Standard Time. I understand the concept but I still don’t like the first week (or two) as it takes my body and brain longer and longer to adjust each time we do this, though not as much in the fall.
My bladder was up by 6:40 this morning so I dragged myself out of bed and stayed up. Usually when the rest of my body doesn’t HAVE to get up by a certain time, I crawl back into bed and go back to sleep.
So far this morning I’ve put a load of clothes in the washer, watched the deer scamper through the yard, thawed a mini-loaf of pumpkin bread, had my morning tea and pumpkin bread, put the clean dishes away, got my hand sewing together, got my current knitting project out, and written a post.
Maybe if I turn the clocks ahead now, I won’t have any trouble falling asleep tonight as my brain will already be on the accelerated schedule.
Do you do anything special to get through this time change? Or does it not affect you?
I knit these Musica Mitts for a very good friend of mine a couple of years ago.
Leah’s Musica Mitts
Evidently her son, Matthew, decided his right leg was cold and needed a leg warmer this morning.
He’s got good taste!
The scratchy feeling in my sinus cavity and the cactus that was growing in my throat began yesterday afternoon. 3:49 pm to be exact. Or that’s when I noticed it.
I was (and still am) tired and achy.
Sleep wasn’t happening. At least the kind of sleep I wanted and needed.
I’ve discovered that when I am sick, I have weird dreams. Between getting warm and comfortable, clutching a wad of tissues, and blocking out my snorting and my (and Mr. Aitch’s) snoring, I dreamt I had to stack blocks in a bizarre game of solitaire that never ended. Every time I closed my eyes, the game would start over.
I became fully conscious an hour before my alarm was to go off so I just got up and was ready for work way too early. The half-hour power nap on the sofa this morning was the best sleep I had all night.
Going from 86 degrees in Florida to 30 degrees here might have been a factor. Most likely it was someone on the plane or in the airport that wanted to share their cold.
And it’s snowing again.
Have a great day. And stay well!
At the airport waiting for our knitting enjoying a refreshment and knitting.
Please excuse the Florida heat and humidity hair.
Edit: We’re home. Finally.
After biking (the kind with pedals) around the hotel grounds this morning, we decided to relax a bit.
By the pool.
Yes, that’s my knitting. A pair of wool mitts. Pattern is called Treads. I’m writing from my iPad so getting the link to show up is challenging. I’m relaxing, so if you want to find it, I’m sure you can. Or leave a comment and I’ll look it up I and get back to you in a few days.
I’m having a hard time believing it’s still winter at home. We’ll be returning to this soon enough.