It was another wonderfully slow day at work today and I worked on updating my "Eldercare" page. I have found so many new things in just *2* different sites that I figured as long as I was there updating, I might as well redo the background and text too. ;-) (At least I am consistent to my nature.)
I write all the HTML code by myself. At this point I have found the editors that are available to help with this to be confusing. I am confused enough without paying for software to further the condition. And I feel pretty good about the level of ability that I am slowing acquiring, but today---ah, yes. I can never do anything with confidence that I don't get struck down for in the end.
A *simple* bordered background brought me to my knees today. Now, I have worked with these before. I have one on my graphics page. But this particular one would not take a table. I had to reduce the table size to 10% of the page before I could get the silly thing to recognize that there was a table there at all. Consequently---it took me 3 hours to do something that should have taken me 10 minutes.
I am therefore reclaiming my spent time on the web and cutting this entry short.
Actually, I am tired today. I even slept for 1/2 of my lunch hour on the sofa we have in the lounge area here at the job. Now, I just want to get home, feed the animals, fix dinner and go to bed. Oh, and call Dad. I thought Mike talked to him last night, he thought I had???? That type of miscommunication is what complete disasters are made out of. Thank Goodness my oldest son is still staying over there at night! Anyway. I need to make it a point to call Dad before I sit down for the evening, or I will forget yet again (or just fall asleep in the chair as I have been known to do) and luck twice crossed - nuhuh. I can't take those kind of chances. Must learn to call before I sit down!
Goodnight, sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite! (Have you every heard this or thought about this saying before? My mother used to say that every night when she tucked me in. I think she meant it in an endearing sort of way, but gosh, no wonder I am phobic about bugs. I was trained from early infancy to anticipate bug bites every night!)
Yeah, I know. I am getting silly. Told you I was tired!
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