I cnnot explain how ctushed I feel this morning. M toolbar is gone AGAIN and I cannot connect to Dribble without a battle. Then I try to reach olf familiar photobucket to add a picture of my new great grandson.. and I cannot. Bucket has about four different main pages and I always reache the wrong one... the tool bur used to keep me straight. Finally I rech the log in oage and try to log u=in.. it wont accepot my password... somehow I have THAT wrong too. fo I ask for my opass word and it says..NOT in database. I paid them real money..twenty five bucks or more..and they dont recognise my name anynore. so I come back here and thpe this without proofingin it. It just shows how depressed I am. I feel the frustration in the oit of my stomach. and I dont mine whining about it. sorry angie
And, that's not all. I tried to make my usual morning call to my Cousin Bertha, age 92, at the hospital where I talked to her yestrerday mornng, and am told "She's NOT a patient here." I understand... maybe they/ve moved her to another hospital.. sure..but where? Can the operator tell me? No, of coursse not.
At least she didn't tel me to call the "looooong distance" operatoer. A grim joke like that wojld have been all I could take this morning.
Cursed... I TOLD THE MACHINE... 14 POIHT. And it came jp tiny ten or something less.