I woke up this morning and thought it was Thursday. It was the only day this week that I could sleep in and not worry about needing to go anywhere. I looked at the clock and decided to curl up, pull the covers up to my chin, and go back to sleep.
John, my husband, came into the room two minutes later, shook me, and told me to get my lazy butt out of bed. He also loudly announced it was 5:30, he had been up since 4 AM, and coffee was ready.
When he told me he was starving and would turn into flooby dust if he didn't eat soon. I was even more determined to go back to sleep.
He reminded me that I had a doctor's appointment. in two hours and I wanted to get up and get a shower.
I told him my doctor's appointment was Friday, and I didn't want to get up. He told me it was Tuesday, and I had to get up.
The last week had flown by, but not fast enough.
It all started on Friday, the day after the 4th of July. I woke up and thought I would work on this website. There was a giant banner announcing that I had to contact Microsoft because my computer had been hacked. It took me four phone calls to get through to the right Microsoft technician.
Whoever hacked my computer had made it into my bank account, and was transferring money from my husband's account to mine, and odd withdrawals were showing up.
My husband had already called the bank, and I heard the manager yell to turn off the computer and unplug it.
Six hours later, I had the virus contained, my voice was going from talking so much, and I was in tears because I thought it was all my fault.
I spent most of Saturday, July 6th, trying to straighten out our bank accounts and closing those accounts, then opening new ones.
John held me when I was crying and told me it wasn't my fault. These things happen, but the next time anything like that happens, I should tell him before making any phone calls.
Sunday, I spent hours trying to change bank information on all the sites I had automatic withdrawals coming out. I needed to set up life insurance, car insurance, and homeowners insurance.
There were places I hadn't even thought about, and one of them was for our automatic deposits.
On Monday, I had three appointments I couldn't miss, and I was tired.
I wanted it to be Thursday so I didn't need to go anywhere or think anymore. I was brain-dead.
I guess we all have bad days, don't you hate it when they seem to last for weeks?
Today I made big changes to my website. Even though I had an appointment, I spent the rest of the day working on this very website and my husband took over making lunch so I didn't need to quit working.
I think much of my inspiration for my adult-only books, comes from my relationship with my husband.
I guess you'll need to look at my website and check out the adult-only section.
Not much more to talk about, but to say I'm going to bed, and it's only 10:30. I may even sleep until the alarm goes off tomorrow. I'll get up, get a shower, work on the sequel to Pride, and go to another appointment.
Thanks for stopping by.
Happy Reading, and stay away from those hackers. They ruin more than one day. Keep smiling. ; )
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