I can’t believe it’s been six months. It still feels so raw, so new. I’ve been feeling increasingly snarky the last couple of days.
I was in all-day computer training sessions yesterday and today and was doing pretty well until there was a system glitch this afternoon. I had three computer geeks hanging over me, telling me to try one thing or another and I finaly got up and said, “OK, I’m done. I know how to do this when the system is operating correctly and I don’t need to be doing this. You trouble-shoot, I’ll find something else to do.”
We ad been importing photos from outside the system, and since I had 100 or so photos here on lifeomike, I used some of them, and sent a couple to my colleage, Dale Neal to wit some silly thing he was writing about mutant creatures. It was only practice, after all.
But the glitch stressed me out and I got snitty — something I honestly don’t do in public very often.
Barb Blake remembered this anniversary and asked Rob how I’m holding up. I’m OK now, but I expect ro blow at some point. I’ll just lose it because I can’t get him back and I miss him more than words can ever express. It’s a deep, deep longing, an ache that never stops.
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