Printer problem fixed! I finally found a place to download the patch to the computer update that screwed up my system and made the computer unable to connect to the printer. Why the fix wasn’t automatically uploaded like the original update, I don’t know. I have a hunch it would have uploaded in the July updates, but now I don’t have to worry about the printer not working. At least not until the next update.

I’d received five lilac twigs from the Arbor Foundation a few weeks ago, and they were all alive and all doing well, and for no reason that I can see, one died overnight. (In case you haven’t noticed, plants are as much of a mystery to me as everything else.) On the other hand, some old morning glory seeds I strewed out there have started coming up, so at least that’s something.

There’s been no further activity on my garage. That’s disappointing, of course, but at least it’s enclosed so the wood and tools and such that are inside won’t go missing. Admittedly, most stuff is too heavy to be casually carted off by the larcenous folk in the neighborhood, but I wouldn’t have put it past someone to pull up in a truck and load it all up. They’ve done that before. It was just a board they came and got, but other people have lost workshops full of tools.

My knee is doing better. I wear a brace part of the time (until it starts digging painfully into my leg), and that seems to help. So does massage, isometric exercises and the herbal poultices I have been using. (Frankincense and myrrh are a couple of the ingredients, which tickles me.) I even walked a bit outside until the pit bulls running loose had me scurrying back inside my fence. (Too many people around here don’t want to walk their dogs, so they let them run loose for a while, which is a real problem, but since they are back in the yard by the time the code enforcer goes on duty, nothing is ever done about it.)

I’m still working my way (again) to the last battle in The Wheel of Time series. It’s odd how the poor fellow who was born to fight the dark powers and save the earth is so underappreciated by everyone. They all think they need to control him (they think they know everything, and they think that if they don’t force him to go, he won’t do what he’s supposed to). What I’ve been thinking about this time through is freedom. The world of the story is a sort of chivalrous feudal matriarchy, with women asserting their rights and men trying to protect women at all costs. What it comes down to is all the disparate factions, as well as powerful individuals, are trying to control everyone else. It seemed weird to me, all this insistence on obedience, until it dawned on me that modern society is rather unique where individuals can try to form their own destinies if they will, rather than conforming so much to the will of the powerful.

I think these are all the recent updates to my life. Well, the tarot. Today’s card was the two of pentacles, which told me to be flexible and adaptable. Good advice, especially in light of all these updates.


Pat Bertram is the author of Grief: The Inside Story – A Guide to Surviving the Loss of a Loved One. “Grief: The Inside Story is perfect and that is not hyperbole! It is exactly what folk who are grieving need to read.” –Leesa Healy, RN, GDAS GDAT, Emotional/Mental Health Therapist & Educator.

Updates and Update

I came online an hour ago to write a leisurely (or as leisurely as it gets in my newly hectic world) blog when my computer decided to update itself. I have my computer set to where Microsoft doesn’t update automatically, but apparently MS got tired of waiting for me to allow the updates and went ahead and hijacked my computer for a long while. There were a lot of updates because I restored the system during my “troubles” (computer troubles, that is) and so all the updates I’d recently uploaded needed to be reuploaded and applied along with the current ones. And I didn’t take the time to do the updates. Well, now for better or worse, the updates are done. And I still have a few minutes to update you as to my situation.

My life continues to be hectic and frustrating, but I see an end to my current workload. One by one, the items on my to do list are being ticked off (metaphorically, anyway — I never actually made a list. The length of it would probably have scared me into immobility.) And when the list is cleared? Who knows? I am still not making plans. My current philosophy “Either things will work out or they won’t” seems to be working for me at the moment.

Pericecreamhaps I should care about the near future, but I don’t, at least not yet. I suppose it will be a different matter when the house is sold and I have to scramble for a place to live, but that is not a problem for today.

Today I have to . . . well, to be honest, I guess I don’t have to do anything. The chores will wait for me. Maybe I’ll just scrounge a makeshift meal from the almost empty refrigerator. Unluckily (or maybe luckily), the only dessert I will see is the one decorating this blog. Thle refrigerator is so shiningly clean, I’ve been hesitant to fill it, and I don’t have a car to use for grocery shopping anyway.

But there is light even at the end of that particular tunnel. (There, I did it. Used that trite old saying even though I promised myself I wouldn’t.) I took my car to a guy who specializes in air-cooled VW engines, and he promised to try to fix the current problem immediately instead of waiting until the overall checkup in two weeks. He seemed to know what he was doing, so there’s hope. And if not, well, I’ll deal with it at the time.

It’s been nice visiting with you. See you tomorrow. Maybe.


Pat Bertram is the author of the suspense novels Light Bringer, More Deaths Than One, A Spark of Heavenly Fire, andDaughter Am I. Bertram is also the author of Grief: The Great Yearning, “an exquisite book, wrenching to read, and at the same time full of profound truths.” Connect with Pat on Google+. Like Pat on Facebook.