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I figured out what was causing my error messages on the torrenting. I have a Western Digital MY BOOK external hard drive. It comes with WD Smartware software for back-ups. Apparently, EVERY TIME you save, change, delete a file it backs it up for you. So the software was trying to back-up my torrent files AS THEY WERE DOWNLOADING. I disabled the damn software by committing the virtual equivalent of ripping the plug out of the wall. But my torrents are downloading. By the end of the week I hope to have all of the new Doctor Who and maybe by next month I can get the complete Tom Baker years. But I may have to carefully schedule my torrenting because my internet service is so woefully slow as it is that with the added bandwidth usage of constantly downloading torrents I can barely load Facebook, much less anything else. And I have to research how to remove the Smartware safely and effectively without harming the back-ups or the drive (its a virtual CD thing, and I seem to have lost technological knowledge from lack of use).
I have also reread this and my last post and am very sorry to discover my vocabulary and writing capabilities have suffered greatly. Hell, Will has had to correct my pronunciation on many things lately. I have been stuttering a lot more too. I fear living at home with my mother and stress have actually been sucking the intelligence right out of me. But I digress into excuses yet again.
Saturday - We attended a funeral for Z's uncle (mother's sister's husband). It was excruciating. Not from pain of grief (although that was present), but from exposure to family (which includes esoteric issues I am not confident in relating nor do I have the time and the lovely small talk associated with such family reunions). After arriving at the visitation we discovered there would be no chapel service at the funeral home, but that the full service would be at the gravesite. Uhm no. So we paid our respects and slipped out right before everyone began heading over to the gravesite. We were taking bets on which of the sons or grandsons in their immaculate three piece suits would succumb to the heat first.
Sunday (oh yeah today) - I spent the morning helping Mother pack more of her things away in the storage area she had built along with our new garage. The more stuff I helped her with the more of her stuff is out of my way and makes it possible for me to go through my things.
Then in the early afternoon my Sister and my nephew came over. He is just so precious. He has finally started holding hands, mostly when he requires help stepping up or down, but he doesn't jerk away from you anymore. He sits in my lap and tugs at my arm hair or pinches/rubs my arm or holds my hand while we watch videos. I pull up WordPad and set the font to 36 and put the caps lock on, then I let him type. His touch has begun to get softer on the keyboard, and he is learning that different keys make different shapes. Then we go play
I have also reread this and my last post and am very sorry to discover my vocabulary and writing capabilities have suffered greatly. Hell, Will has had to correct my pronunciation on many things lately. I have been stuttering a lot more too. I fear living at home with my mother and stress have actually been sucking the intelligence right out of me. But I digress into excuses yet again.
Saturday - We attended a funeral for Z's uncle (mother's sister's husband). It was excruciating. Not from pain of grief (although that was present), but from exposure to family (which includes esoteric issues I am not confident in relating nor do I have the time and the lovely small talk associated with such family reunions). After arriving at the visitation we discovered there would be no chapel service at the funeral home, but that the full service would be at the gravesite. Uhm no. So we paid our respects and slipped out right before everyone began heading over to the gravesite. We were taking bets on which of the sons or grandsons in their immaculate three piece suits would succumb to the heat first.
Sunday (oh yeah today) - I spent the morning helping Mother pack more of her things away in the storage area she had built along with our new garage. The more stuff I helped her with the more of her stuff is out of my way and makes it possible for me to go through my things.
Then in the early afternoon my Sister and my nephew came over. He is just so precious. He has finally started holding hands, mostly when he requires help stepping up or down, but he doesn't jerk away from you anymore. He sits in my lap and tugs at my arm hair or pinches/rubs my arm or holds my hand while we watch videos. I pull up WordPad and set the font to 36 and put the caps lock on, then I let him type. His touch has begun to get softer on the keyboard, and he is learning that different keys make different shapes. Then we go play