FAIL FAIL FAIL

My ever famous anti-Midas touch seems to be back. I knew it would happen eventually, but this is so not a good time for it. I was really enjoying how things were going right.

Things that are not working like they should: my computer battery clearly is not worth a dang, and it may be more than the battery, but instead an electrical situation. Best Buy says I have to give it up for 2-4 weeks. I would rather be shot in the head.

Startling occurrence: my good camera just flat quit last nite. It worked fine during gift opening at Barry's mom's house, then we packed up and went to Jacksonville for the family party. When Barry got it out for me, it would not turn on. That is not a battery issue, as when the battery dies, it gives a message saying "change the battery pack". Plus, I tried three batteries, all that were totally charged up. I almost had a stroke. I could not take pics that are worth looking at with my phone camera. I was a nervous wreck the rest of the nite, because I was so upset about it. It is still under warranty, but I am so leary of warranties being upheld, as is the case with my Canon powershot and its extended warranty which is still not resolved.


Bad response to dead camera: buy a new one. I had no choice. Even if they can fix it under the warranty, I cannot go to Houston for Xmas with no camera at all, and I am supposed to do pics for Nicki's wedding candids on January 3. I had no choice see. I also did not have 600 burning a hole in my pocket either, so out came the Mastercard. That thing has been getting huge workout lately. I cannot think about that right now

We finally got home this evening, and eventually Barry thinks to tell me that Madison left a note at the farm that says she quits, that it is too much work, and she does not want to do it anymore. I totally understand that, I was frankly surprised that she wanted to do it during the school year-- I did not expect her to. And it is so cold, and it is miserable work in this weather--and since it is dark so early now, we are not there hanging out with her, and it is no fun. I absolutely do not blame her.

However, I do want to cry. I hate that she has obviously been unhappy and I did not know it. And the added problem----I have no one to water and feed while I am gone to Houtson. Which might mean that I cannot go at all. Which will really blow for about 50 reasons, and only one of them is $500 in plane tix I already have, and $150 in NBA tix for the time we are supposed to be there. I can load the horses up with hay and they can do without grain for the time we are gone, as they are so fat, they waddle--but they have to be watered every single day. Which is not easy, when it is at least 700 gallons to fill tanks every day. I have no idea where I will get someone to do that at this late date---we were to be out of here in less than 48 hours.

Big honking FAIL going on here.