Here I am on Day 2- my second attempt today.
This won’t be long because-well- because I spent a long time earlier today composing a blog and somehow it vanished into this cyber airspace. And just like that…it was gone!
Here’s the good news; I’m not freaking out about it. I’ve spent too many years of my life freaking out about things. So if I work on something and it disappears, as far as I know, there’s no one I know who will die or go to jail. I know this for a fact because of my vast experience with all things cyber-electrical- mechanical….
Here’s an example: At the bottom of my screen it says it has last saved this draft at 12:43 a.m when actually, the exact time is 8:43 pm. Which means, that somewhere, someone expected me to state what time zone I’m writing in. Uh…sorry.
This makes sense now. Last night when I posted at 8 pm the post date said it was Nov, 2, when in fact it was still Nov. 1st. Of course, I assumed word press folks must all go to bed by 8 pm and like the bank, my deposit is posted on the next day.
There’s another area of my life where I no longer freak out. It has to do with my terrible sense of direction. I’ve gotten lost so many times I’m used to it. Somehow I always manage to find my way home.
On an entirely different “note” I just finished watching the movie “My Week With Marilyn.” I really enjoyed it but it made me sad on several different levels. I remember the day she died. But I didn’t know she had such a sad life. Marilyn Monroe growing up in multiple foster homes?
So, before it gets any later, I’ll say good-night and hope I can figure this all out tomorrow.