Summer is making me feel stuck.
Well, it’s probably not the summer, per se, but if you have to blame something, blame something big and vague.
That’s what I always do.
So, I was also feeling stuck about what to tell you about. I usually only tell you funny stories or if we’re moving and … there doesn’t seem to be much of either going on.
Oh, here’s one. J was talking to a friend who is close to his age.
Friend: How old are you?
Friend: No, you’re six.
J: Oh, yeah. Well, I was five for so long before that, I forgot.
I remember being five and feeling the same way.
A long time ago.
Anyway, I was trying to think if I’ve done anything but read books this summer.
Oh, one thing. I finally, finally figured out how to bookmark a page (on the internet, not in an actual book) and then to save it to a certain file. Before I would usually just add it to the file later, not when I first saved it.
Yes, it was kind of tedious.
These things may be obvious to all you professionals, but it took me years to figure out.
And, go figure, I did marry a computer professional.