Another first world problem

My laptop got a virus, I think, and all my documents and photos and other info which made my life soooo much easier, has disappeared. I am devastated. As much as I love this iPad, it still cannot do all the things I need to make my life run smoothly. The stupid part of all this is, ten years ago, I NEVER would have imagined my life being so impacted and complicated by technology. 

   I smell a little Skynet right now.

The inter web community

A while back I posted a story about the demise of my favorite iron and how sad I was it decided not to work with me any longer. Some how, through the miracle of modern technology, someone googling Bernette steam irons came across my post and contacted me with an offer to sell me the same model I was missing so badly. After several weeks of telephone tag, the transaction has been completed and I am the proud owner, yet again, of my beloved steam iron. Of course, I purchased another steam iron with all the features I held so dear in the former favorite, so now I will have to make the choice between the two. 

Oh such decisions!!!! First world problems are so difficult. Shall I use this wonderful iron or the other? Shall I eat beef or chicken today? Oh goodness, which of the available fresh foods before me will accompany that beef or chicken? Should I have a bottled beverage or can I go to the tap and have a drink of water that I know is not contaminated? 

  Yes, I am full of liberal guilt and know how lucky I am to be living on the right side of this planet. Yes, I threw a little pity party for myself today because I haven't been able to make time for artistic ventures. 

But I sat on the front porch and watched a storm roll in and I couldn't have done that a year ago. I saw the meter readers walking around the neighborhood today and knew I'd be able to pay the utility bill when it comes due. When I go from room to room in the house and see the clean open space, I feel better. When I decide to move some little object from one table top to another just because it makes me happy, I know I'm going to be okay. 

  The dust will settle soon. Stay tuned for the further adventures of the newly divorced old lady. 

Facing facts

February is nearly halfway done and I'm having to get used to the idea that hoping for instant change just because the calendar says its a new year, doesn't always mean things are brighter and fresher than they were at the end of the old year.
  That said, I am on the mend from my lip infection, but caught a cold and feel tired and somewhat miserable from that. The remaining shreds of the divorce settlement have not been swept up yet either. Phooey! Plus the winter weather has been dreary and grey, which adds to the feeling of misery. Soon enough the sun will come out and recharge everyone's solar batteries, the birds will sing, the daffodils will pop out of the ground and this long chilly winter will be but a distant memory, that we will sigh and wish for this cooler air when summer falls on us with its unrelenting humidity.
   With all the things going on now begging for my attention, my art work has been relegated to the back burner for a little while longer. It is very sad to not be able to give in to my creative urges and when all these necessary demands have been met, I will be happy to spend some quality time with my colors around me, buoying my spirits. I have so many ideas crammed in my head right now the hardest part will be sorting out which ones I want to bring life to first.
   Fingers crossed for that Happy New Year of creativity to be here soon!