To Hear That
Friday. Off to breakfast early at the usual café, back to do laundry (way ahead of my usual pace: two loads instead of five), install several pieces of software on the updated (Windows 2000 to Windows XP) computer so that I can now burn DVD's (and clean photographs off my hard drives before they choke) and manipulate images in DxO to my heart's content. If you don't know what DxO is about, don't worry, I'm not all that sure myself, but I do use the “film pack” feature now and again that, with time and application on my part (read the manual, practice, re-read the manual, practice), may one day produce decent results.
Back now from the downtown where I had lunch at a table out in the sun, getting my walk in for the day by walking back. The head feeling funkier than it should at the moment, but we'll see how that goes after I've had a stiff drink. Pretty exciting, don't you think, funky headed or not?
It took you some time to figure out this morning this was a Friday and not a Saturday.
For just a second or two as I was coming awake. Still, seconds or not, it gave me the feeling I'd been given an extra day to prepare for the weekend (party, party: ready or not.) and I used it to do the laundry and get some of my long delayed act together. Loading the software, for example. What software do I really have and where is it? This DxO stuff. Two programs, one of which I needed to upgrade to a later version this morning, which cost whatever it cost, another piece that needed downloading without requiring a payment, but where are the earlier versions of this software required for these updates to install?
Have I burned them to disk? Did I order them on disk and they're sitting somewhere in a stack I haven't looked at in months or did I download them off the web and forget to keep a copy? I've got a crap load of this stuff and while I was working I could rationalize not cleaning it up because “I didn't have the time” (or the ambition - but we won't talk about that). So when I say retirement seems to be working I'm talking about doing all the things I've been putting off. Gives life a nice European cast, European in the sense I'm taking more care of the person and the life than the job. I know you needed to hear that.