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Another computer problem today. Neither Jon, nor Darla, know what caused it. I’m going to be forced to get that new computer sooner rather than later. Jon was able to reformat the file, but when I get this book finished, I must buy a new computer. The glitch today may have had nothing to do with the computer being of a certain age, but this is the last in a growing list of odd computer problems. It just seems that small stuff and not so small stuff goes wrong with increasing frequency. Sigh. And yes, the file that went wonky was the file containing the latest Anita book. AAAHH! But it’s okay, it’s okay. Why do I feel like I’m petting my stuffed toy and telling it, it’s okay, more to comfort myself rather than that I believe what I’m saying? A metaphorically stuffed toy, guys, it’s not been that rough a day. Twenty-two pages yesterday, fifteen the day before, but only six today. We’ve managed to exercise both treadmill and weights. The computer going buggy on my file, well, it just took the wind out of my sails. It is definitely time to go into some quiet cove and put down anchor for the night. I’ve had enough of the big, bad waves for one day. I think if we hadn’t had the great computer crash only a few months ago, I wouldn’t have panicked so much about today. But once burned, twice panicked.