Not a Happy Girl

In the immortal words of Gilda Radner, It's always something.  The current something is a dead desktop computer.  I got up yesterday morning, and the power to the tower (kinda poetic) was off.  And it wouldn't go on.  I tried messing with the cords--no luck.  It's just dead.  It's probably time to get a new one, because I think I got this one before Lee died, so that's over five years.  Tomorrow is one of Glenn's days off, so he will schlep it to Best Buy for me.  We'll find something I like and have them transfer my data to the new one.  Meanwhile, I'm using the laptop, which is very slow and not at all my favorite thing to play with.
There is good news--the Giants won their division, and that was very exciting.  The Bears did quite poorly.  I'm used to the Golden Bears doing poorly, but that doesn't mean I like it.  I finished a difficult pattern pair of socks--well, almost finished.  I finished the second sock, then I had to take out the toe of the first sock because I didn't make it quite long enough.  I have to do another pattern repeat then do the toe again--then I'll be done with that.  I don't know who will get them, but at least I'll be done.  The next thing will be a pair of socks that I started in the Skilled Nursing Facility when I was getting antibiotocs for the cellulitis in March, THEN I can start something new.  I also finished a baby bunting that I started probably a few years ago--that was exciting.  I'm not even sure I know where the pattern is for it, so I hope I did it right.
I'm feeling OK.  Still pretty tired, but not hurting.  Maybe Glenn and I can squeeze in a walk tomorrow, just to see if I can do it.
That's it.  Maybe I'm a slightly happy girl after all.  We'll see after we visit the computer store tomorrow.
xxooxx