My keyboard went out yesterday. It does that sometimes, just goes unconscious for a time, however long it wants to, and then decides to wake up again. Yes, I've talked to the Microsoft people about this on numerous occasions. I've had the keyboard replaced etc. All to no avail.
Yesterday, I opened my computer ready to blog, when my keyboard stopped working. Not only did I want to write two blogs, but I had emails to write. I had lots to do that included using my keyboard and it just wasn't working. (I guess that means I'm not a tablet person.)
(Yesterday's blog post was Friday's blog post that decided it didn't want to post on Friday. Yesterday, when I hit publish, it worked. So there you go.)
Anyway, this morning the keyboard was still not working (the last time it went out for a week) and I decided I would just not use the keyboard until it started working again. This might sound silly to you because how could I use it if it wasn't working? Well, you are right once again, you beautiful readers you, but what I was meaning was that this time I wouldn't get overly upset about it.
Last time it went out I wanted to storm the Microsoft store and throw this piece of junk in their faces while demanding they give me a new, updated version without it's stupid glitches. But the day I was determined to do that, the keyboard started working again.
This time my tactic would be to simply wait until it works again. It always does.
Maybe my keyboard is telling me that I'm not supposed to write that day. I have had this thought before, and all the voices in my head start screaming, "NO! You are a writer! Writers HAVE to write everyday. This is important. This is your life! One lost day to a writer is a thousand lost ideas. You must write! You have to write. Do whatever you have to, even if that means buying an entirely new (and dependable) computer for much more money. Writing is worth it."
But I really like my computer, and the keyboard doesn't go out THAT often, so it doesn't bother me too much, especially since it's so dependable about coming back with a smile. Maybe it is better this way. Maybe I had more important things to do than write yesterday. (Did I really just say that?) Maybe yesterday my job was staring directly into the sun. (Just kidding. Kids, really, don't do that. It's really bad for you.)
Anyway, as you can see, my keyboard is now working. It was out for a mere twenty-four hours. As a tribute of gratitude to my keyboard for wanting to give me a break, I'm writing about my keyboard. Isn't it ironic?
Yesterday, I opened my computer ready to blog, when my keyboard stopped working. Not only did I want to write two blogs, but I had emails to write. I had lots to do that included using my keyboard and it just wasn't working. (I guess that means I'm not a tablet person.)
(Yesterday's blog post was Friday's blog post that decided it didn't want to post on Friday. Yesterday, when I hit publish, it worked. So there you go.)
Anyway, this morning the keyboard was still not working (the last time it went out for a week) and I decided I would just not use the keyboard until it started working again. This might sound silly to you because how could I use it if it wasn't working? Well, you are right once again, you beautiful readers you, but what I was meaning was that this time I wouldn't get overly upset about it.
Last time it went out I wanted to storm the Microsoft store and throw this piece of junk in their faces while demanding they give me a new, updated version without it's stupid glitches. But the day I was determined to do that, the keyboard started working again.
This time my tactic would be to simply wait until it works again. It always does.
Maybe my keyboard is telling me that I'm not supposed to write that day. I have had this thought before, and all the voices in my head start screaming, "NO! You are a writer! Writers HAVE to write everyday. This is important. This is your life! One lost day to a writer is a thousand lost ideas. You must write! You have to write. Do whatever you have to, even if that means buying an entirely new (and dependable) computer for much more money. Writing is worth it."
But I really like my computer, and the keyboard doesn't go out THAT often, so it doesn't bother me too much, especially since it's so dependable about coming back with a smile. Maybe it is better this way. Maybe I had more important things to do than write yesterday. (Did I really just say that?) Maybe yesterday my job was staring directly into the sun. (Just kidding. Kids, really, don't do that. It's really bad for you.)
Anyway, as you can see, my keyboard is now working. It was out for a mere twenty-four hours. As a tribute of gratitude to my keyboard for wanting to give me a break, I'm writing about my keyboard. Isn't it ironic?