This was supposed to be a happy post for Week 9, but instead it's part crap, part cool.
Dismay: I got a call from the computer folks last night to say that my new laptop, fresh out of the box, had a huge dent in the lid and a new one had to be ordered. Buggers. It looks like Monday, though probably will actually be Tuesday, before a) I find out if my stuff can be saved, and b) I get my frigging damnblast new laptop.
Ah well. Pick your battles, I guess, especially since I can't do a thing about it.
So, coming back from the dogs' walk this morning, I stopped to chat with a woman who lives down the road from me. I was telling her about the laptop debacle; also mentioned my ongoing adventures with the 52s that would have to be postponed for this week--no way could I do it with the tablet. One thing led to another, and now here I find myself, madly typing away on her laptop, with a tall glass of wine sitting next to me. And how very nice--both her laptop gesture, and the wine!
However, once I post this, I'm taking the weekend off. It's too stupid to try blogging without a proper keyboard and I think I need a break from it all anyway. Starting with that effing hacker last week, it's been a long ten days or so of aggro...time to enhance the calm.
Delight: The most excellent part of Week 9 was that I did go back to the Arts Center and buy the watercolor that called my name. Yesterday, when the exhibit ended, I got to bring it home. And it still just makes me grin like crazy every single time I look at it.
Closer view, taken this morning. I love this piece, and oh how it speaks to me...
So, there you go. Not a great adventurous week in the scheme of the 52s, but I do have a new piece of art that makes me smile. And eventually I'll have my new laptop.