I was completely surprised and delighted to find an email in my inbox requesting an interview. The requester came across this very site and thought it was well done and entertaining. Of course, he had me at hello, the compliments were really unnecessary, but nice nonetheless. In case you are wondering, I said yes.

I woke up this morning much earlier than I wanted, but Tasha was well rested and refreshed and ready to play. Not in a particularly good mood, I sat at my desk and gazed out the window at a leaden ocean and slate sky, an indifferent start to the day that matched my mood. My hand wandered around my desk until it found my ChapStick. I started to put some on and that's when I realized something was definitely wrong.

Summer is on its way. The temperature is up. The humidity is definitely up. Comments about the weather are starting to change from observations to complaints. But really, its not too bad...yet. And the warmth is far preferable to the butt puckering cold we suffered through in the winter. I think it's still quite pleasant, and anyone who has been here for any amount of time has developed some very good coping mechanisms.

I have had my own business for a number of years. Mostly, because I am really awful at working for other people. Just ask my Dad. But that's another post. We'll just call the business decision a choice of necessity. And you know what? I have gotten pretty good at this independent business woman thing.

We knew it was going to happen. In the front of my brain it was inevitable. But in the back of my brain where all my secret desires and my belief that I am immune to the foibles of the real world live, I harbored the faith that my computer would be perfectly immune from the extreme environment where we now live. Alas, it is not so.