Anne N. Mouse: Blog

This morning when I opened my ancient laptop (10 years old at least) I received an unwelcome message from windows. It seems that I can't upgrade to win 11 and so have a year to replace my current machine.
I've been doing my best to get enough money together to replace one of my cars, as I am putting at least 2,000 miles a month on them just for work.
I do want to replace my current laptop and I suppose I will start shopping for a used tough book. I know that I don't want one that dies because it came apart due to the dust in my current home.
I had purchased a new laptop in 2000, but it literally broke in two pieces within about a year. I might be able to set up a laptop and not move it, but no guarantees on that exist.
Other than that, I'm back to not writing, because I have been somewhat unable to get my current laptop to boot in the time I allow in the morning to get ready for work. Evenings, I'm usually exhausted from rather physical labor. Still I do hope to get a fairly long (for me) novel finished this year. If I do I'll explore how to make it available through bookappy.

Or, I don't want to...
More realistically I don't know what I want to do... at least I'm pretty sure what I want to do is impossible. Or so it seems to me.
Why am I writing about the way I've not been, not had discipline, etc?
I'm reading Lumpy's country roads and find I'm pretty much the inverse of any sort of following the teaching of shaolin or any other method of good living....
When I look at myself in that sort of light, it is easy to wonder how I've managed not to shoot my toes off, because I certainly don't aim much further than that and even then I rarely avoid the pits of despond which line both sides (and the middle) of my path through life thus far.
Or iow life is miserable and I expect hell if there's an after life.

Somehow I lost my phone Friday after work.... 😮‍💨
Then as if that wasn't bad enough, after I purchased a new phone from Wally's today I managed to leave that phone on the counter at my bank.
Even though I did recover the new phone at the bank, I had a very stressful day.
Of course there seem to be quirks to the new phone which will take me a while to get used to. 🙄

What do you expect? It's winter 🥶 in the northern hemisphere...
I have a date with Bambi... When? IDK 😶 but I drive 100 miles in the dark through wilderness semi wilderness areas, so the odds are very much against me never having a deer cross the road too close for me to avoid.
Given the current automobile I drive, that will probably be deadly for both me and Bambi.

I didn't get anything written for Valentine's Day... Indeed due to my usual manic states I was pretty severely depressed on Sunday, Monday and Tuesday of this week. I had about a hundred words thought up for a possible Valentine's Day story. However I found it to be very flat when I wrote them down...

I wonder, do other authors have that experience? I think up a scene, it seems enticing while I hold it in my mind, but when I write it down it's as if all the life and light goes out of it....