Farewell For Now

I don't have a bunch of clever stories to tell today. I just wanted to touch base with everybody before we head out of town for the Royal Wedding. We leave at some unholy hour Sunday morning (which is probably appropriate for me), and will be back Wednesday afternoon. I guess it will be late next week before I get anything posted, but it will probably include a few wedding pictures, in which I hope to not look like a crone.

A little drama at work made my departure even more... interesting. We had been having network problems, sporradic crashes, and assorted glitches. The computer guy has been in and out of the office for a week, tracking down and fixing everything. Then, Wednesday night, our server crashed in some major and catastrophic way. This means we were essentially out of business for 24 hours. Couldn't even look up patient charts, let alone enter charges or collect fees. He got us patched up on another PC as the server while he gives the other one a lobotomy or a brain transplant, or whatever they do in these situations.

So today there was very little for me to do at work. I did it, then I left. Hey, I have a house with biohazard stickers on the doors and a trip to pack for.

However, my beloved laptop has also been experiencing problems with its fan. I'm pretty sure I shouldn't have second degree burns on my wrists after using it. It started making the scary "I'm dying, and there's not anything you can do about it" sound again today, so I called Computer Guy. He's going to pick it up from the office and fix it while I'm away. My 'puter is in the hospital! However, this is good timing. Since I'll be gone till Wednesday, this is about the only time I can imagine being without it. I'm using the laptop my sister sent me last week, which is now our home computer (other one was way too blue-screen-of-death to trust).

Before I left my poor little laptop, I backed up my book on not one, but two flash drives. You know. Just in case. If I lost 156 pages of manuscript, I'd probably throw myself into the jaws of the first alligator I saw in Florida. I don't think that would take long. I hear they have a lot of them down there.

I also printed out the manuscript. I figure it's about 40-45% done. But since I won't be able to write till I get home, I thought it would be good to have the manuscript with me so I can do my re-reads and edits on the plane or whenever I'm having "social interaction overload" and need to hide out in my room.

It's kind of impressive to see how much I've written. The stack of pages is close to an inch thick. I wrote that! Me! Even if it sucks, I still wrote it!

And, really, that's it. Chores to do, and waiting for Tom to get home. Dogs to feed. My thrilling life. But I get to go to Florida for a wedding!