- My charger broke. I'm blaming Poundcake because he is the scape goat for anything that goes wrong in my house right now. I've ordered a new one off amazon since you can't buy chargers for the MacBook I own in stores anymore (again, its 5 years old) and I'm actually terrified I didn't order the right thing. It should be here in a few days so I guess we'll see.
- I don't own an actual mouse, and trying to edit photos with a touch pad is about impossible. I'm positive that I used to have a wireless mouse, but between the fact that I lose everything and I also moved 3 years ago, I've come to the conclusion its either somewhere at my parents house, or buried in one of the boxes I still haven't unpacked since i packed them in 2011.
- I hate writing while I'm on my lunch break (which is what I'm doing now). I feel like my coworkers are judging me. Especially the web guys.... the ones that refuse to make me a new layout for free. Lame-o's.
- My husband has hijacked my computer most of the time anyways. He discovered "man stuff" on Pinterest and refuses to have Pinterest in his browser history on his work computer so he sits and pins to his hearts content on my computer.
So instead of writing I spend my free time watching Grey's on my iPad.
Happy Monday Yall.