This morning the email arrived. I answered two comments – one from Turkey and one from Manhattan – and started reading about dancing and traveling oop north then went off to do something else. When I came back the mail had gone – just vanished – and this is happening a lot. I have decided that I am not going to solve this conflict so I will go into town and order a new battery for the MacBook and put that back into service. Outlook for AppleMac is reliable. It may take a few days, cost more, but I think it’s the best option. Not that I really need a new battery, but when I bought the MacBook three years ago I was getting nine hours from a charge. I liked this because it meant that I could disconnect from the house here and go to work and not have to worry about taking a charger with me. I could also take it to Adelaide for the same reason. Because it is one of the ‘early’ MacBook Pro the battery is not the best and these days I am lucky if I get four / five hours out of it.
I’ve had the Guru (No. 1 son) over and we have made some changes to Outlook that we hope will solve the problem and at the moment the mail seems to be stable. This on-going problem with my mail system and the fact that Windows 8 and Outlook are not best friends has had me worried more than I can say. I felt that people might think that I was using it as some sort of excuse to ignore them, and nothing could be further from the truth, because it’s all mail, family and friends, not just posts and comments. I probably worry too much about things and people, neither of which, in this instance, I have much control over.
The worst of the heat is now over for the moment, at least in South Australia and the dogs are getting out a lot more. I took them out last night and where the Man is concerned, it’s – one third walk – one third carry – one third walk. Still he’s a happy little soul and much loved by everyone, he’s just getting a bit slow. More than Chienne, the girls want to play with him, but the problem is that he is old and he can be cranky and he does not like being set upon by six and seven year old girls. I am so glad that he has no teeth, because he has snapped at Rhianna a couple of times. Chienne wouldn’t mind in the least, but they want to play with the little cute and fluffy one :o)
I have said before that I do not play the “stat”game but I expect, like everyone else, I like to have comments. I try and respond as soon as I can. I expect most
people do, but here is where my ‘paranoia’ sets in and I find that I make a comment and whilst there is replies to all the comments around it, mine stands out lost and alone. I go back in a few days, and it’s still there. I read it and re-read it and wonder if what I said has caused offense, or if the person does not consider it important enough to bother responding to, or it’s a stupid comment and ignores it. It’s a worry.
Went up to the Vet at 10 am this morning to get more medication for Chienne and to get the capsules of “Frontline” which can only be issued by a Vet. Remembering that he closed down from 6th December to 6th January, I arrived at the surgery to be told that ” the Vet has an appointment so we’re closing down for the day. “. There is a new Vet in town and I am told she is very good with animals. Two of my friends go there and they tell me she really is a pleasure to work with. Oh, I am so tempted!!