My computer died. Well, hopefully not my laptop itself. I think it's my power cord. My son Jacob, who was born to be an electrical engineer, jury-rigged the cord, which gave me another hour or so. But now it's totally dead. And since laptops are fussy about powercords, I had to order one, and it won't be here until Monday. In the meantime, I'm mooching my family's computers. Right now, I'm using the desktop that Matt and Jake use. (BTW, do you know how many typing errors you make when you're using a weird keyboard?) And, of course, none of my bookmarks are saved on this computer. So I'm trying to remember passwords, links, etc. (I have a file of all my passwords, but it's on my computer. Really dumb mistake.) And who actually remembers their Facebook or Triberr passwords? And my Amazon author account--um, I guess I won't be checking my sales figures any time soon.
What makes it worse is that when my Google and Twitter accounts got hacked, I changed all the passwords to a really obscure, random alphanumeric combination. But I didn't change all my passwords everywhere...the trick is remembering which is what. And it's even harder to recall the passwords when the minions are tapping their feet saying, "Could you hurry, please? I have a lot of stuff to do."
Monday can't get here fast enough. And if it's not the powercord causing the problem...let's not go there.