Well. Sorry, but until just now I really didn’t have much to say. Until now.
Remember that person I told you about who said I was too sensitive? Well, that individual came back to my office today for some help (I’m never “too sensitive” for that), and you know what? I asked about her, how she’s doing — and she almost broke down sobbing. I guess I’m not “too sensitive” when I ask how she’s dealing with her grief; only when I’m saying someone has a problem with ME.
So, I struggled trying to update some of my ASP pages all week. I kept trying things and they’d fail. Then I tried other things and THEY’D fail, too. Then I’d give up and realize I hadn’t saved the original, unaltered (read: “Functional”) pages, and despair until I figured out some other things were the problem. And I went ’round and ’round like that most of the week. Today, I have almost nothing I can add to my list of accomplishments. NOTHING.
I wish I knew what I was doing. Life has GOT to be easier when you do, doesn’t it? Anyone know for sure?
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