What a lot of information to assimilate at once. I feel like Alice lost in Wonderland. Every move I make on the computer is so sensitive and very different from my other machine. I remember when I got my electric typewriter. I was a young mother who loved to write. They didn't sell manual typewriters anymore. So I got my wonderful electric. I was so happy and proud of it. I bought it with my own money and my family and I shopped for it together. I finally got used to it. So much so that when my kids needed a computer, we had to put my "baby" out to pasture. It hurt, but when a writer can so easily fix typos and not need white out or those silly "retype-it" papers, well I adjusted.
We eventually got yet another computer, the one we are now discarding. It's from '98 so you can imagine how out of date that was. Now I have my lovely laptop and new inernet, which I mentioned. I'm still working out the bugs and probably will be for a long time.
Here's the thing. I'm in my own little room at a very comfy dresser/desk and I can work at night if I can't sleep. God is so good. Everything is one step at a time. Nancy