My computer won't turn on.
With all the crap that's going on right now, I do NOT need this, too. I am almost to the point of throwing it in the trash.
Hubby said I should start arguing for them to give me a new laptop. I know I should. And I will say something. But I'm not a fighter. He'd do better to argue that for me. If I don't get anywhere, hopefully he'll step in.
So now I'm back on TashaYar, but my new files are on BigRed. At least I was smart enough to e-mail my WIP to myself, so I can continue working on Ghostly Interlude. But I wasn't about to re-write today's blog. I only had one book listed anyway. I may eventually have to re-write it (if I can't get BigRed to turn on to back up what little files I created/updated, that is), but I'll wait until the steam stops flowing from my ears.
So... Are you the fighter in the family or do you hand that responsibility to your significant other? Mainly I hand it over because he tends to enjoy it. I doubt I'll ever enjoy it.