I’m eating my hair. I’m eating my hair!

So, I’m about to update my website software to the latest version, and I’m shaking in my boots. My hair is curling, my flesh is crawling, my blood is running cold, et cetera.

Confession: I am scared to death of driving around in a big city. I’m no good at it. I make lots of mistakes. (You can ask my Chicago companions how many times we were almost killed last week simply because I insisted on driving. I’m ridiculous!) Anyway, this Updating of the Software thing? Let’s just say I would rather be dropped in the middle of Atlanta rush hour traffic in a smoking crap Gran Torino than deal with this. (Ask Mr. Deal. He’s totally aware of my ignorance. We actually talked on the phone once, and I’m still feeling stupid about how stupid I can be!)

If something terrible happens, please know that I love each and every one of you for reasons only I will ever know. Blackbird? I know we’ll meet some day. This is just another bump in that road. Finslippy? You always ALWAYS make me laugh and laugh. Emily? We WILL have coffee. Amy? I finished your socks this afternoon, and they’re currently soaking in a lavender bath! I should join them! (Don’t worry. I won’t join them.)

Wait. Why is everything fading? Hhhmmmm. I believe I’ll start walking toward that light in the distance…

Seriously, all. Wish me luck. IhatethisIhatethisIhatethisIhatethisetc.

EDITED TO ADD: Okay. You can all relax. I think I did it. I think. And the funny (?) thing is, I just looked to my right and noticed a big smear of blood on the wall. I have no idea where THAT came from. (Really. I have no idea. Blood on the wall!) ‘ ‘ ‘text/javascript’>

10 thoughts on “I’m eating my hair. I’m eating my hair!”

  1. I just wanted to be the first person to comment, maybe for the last time. But I have nothing to say but Good Luck!

  2. Whew — Goodbye and good riddance to Colon Firth!

    Also, congratulation on all that scary techie stuff.

    (Reason Number 4,372 why I am not a blogger :-)

  3. Of course I meant many/numerous/a plenitude of congratulations, not just one. I suspect that accomplishment is, if not worth a million, virtually priceless!

  4. Just wanted you to know that we at the Golightly household are available to assist, but only with the techy stuff. We don’t do Colons. Just remember, those little noughts and ones put their pants on 8 legs at a time, just like we do. That’s a very very bad techy injoke. Very bad. Very.

  5. My new (used) computer arrived today ($199 IBM certified desktop at 20% off, cause my dad is a retiree) and I’ve been agonizing through setting up everything all over again. And then we get to make the old hard drive a slave so that I can get all of my data from the old one (fried in a power surge a few weeks ago.) I’m keeping my techie fingers crossed for us both!
    Bueno suerte!

  6. I need to do that upgrade thing, but I’m scared. I’m going to have to use my husband’s computer — because my Mac died :( — and I’ve been putting off.

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