Are you good at technological computer stuff?
I am not. I can barely operate Microsoft Word and to demonstrate my crapness at this I am currently re writing a piece because I thought that number points would be cool. When I finished I decided they were certainly not cool and had to go. Ha, not so fast Miss Crap. I could not, I repeat, could not get rid of those sodding numbers which my evil document ‘helped’ me put there in the first place. They just appeared by magic everytime I started a new line and sentence. I just don’t have the required magic to rid my essay of them. So, I am doing it all again. At least I am just copying…..
I am currently avoiding working on a newsletter for my blog, Etsy store and general catseatdogs bits and bobs. What’s that? The laundry needs doing? You need to make peach and blueberry muffins for no reason at all? Sure. Facebook browsing? Come on over.
Why oh why do I find these things so difficult. Mailchimp is a great tool, just not one I can wield, apparently. I am determined to burst right in there (if I have remembered my log in details) and take that newsletter and wrestle it to the ground. Then I will pick it up dust it down and we will have a peach and blueberry muffin and work things between us out in an amicable way.
By the end of the day you will hear a minion style “BA DAH” and I will have a sparkly newsletter to wow you all with. I might even manage a sign up button somewhere on this blog. Hey, you never know, I might make it yet!
By the close of today, I will have created clean clothes, yummy muffins (yes I will share the recipe) and a newsletter. I feel better already. Now, what else needs doing? Vaccuuming? Lunch? Re-decorating? Newsletter?
My photo of the day today is themed ‘lucky’ which has reminded me that I am lucky that I do know some other stuff.
I can operate some very cool photo apps, I can take a photo which is in focus and all heads intact. I can bake a mean peach and blueberry muffin, I can craft with the best of ’em!
Right then, I am off to re write an essay, and fold some laundry and wrestle the chimp.