technodysfunciton

I spent most of the month trying to edit that first post. Can't be done, by me, anyway. I did a few other things too, racked up about 50 hours of CME, delivered some babies, arranged some transfers to the big house, it wasn't all wasted trying to do the impossible.
I also spent a lot of time trying to get a PDA working -so far it doesn't do anything but play solitaire, and it doesn't do that right. I need more time with dh who can do these things without turning purple.
Come to think of it I can't even make my cell phone work, and I have been e-mailing all my documents to Wayne to be printed. A couple of days ago he did one of those dimple-smiles that makes psychologists think your marriage is in trouble and downloaded the software so I can print directly off this computer. He carefully showed me the USB cable and the off/on switch. And where to do the paper. I'll still have to inconvenience him from time to time as his printer makes much sharper professional documents, but to tell the truth most of my printing is done because I can't figure out how to add notes to my documents without a pencil.
This isn't my worst confession, but probably the worst that fits under this headline.