Doing the To-Dos

It’s amazing how light one feels when everything is wiped off the to-do list, at least temporarily. Yesterday I finally published my new website with no problems — yeah! (You can check it out here: I decided to stick with my current car insurance because of lower deductibles and accident forgiveness, so I paid that bill as well as several others. I cleaned out the file of old bills. I’m sure there were several other small chores done, too. What a great feeling!

I carried that feeling over into this day until I was scared half out of my mind by a loud screeching noise. It turns out my phone was screaming at me about a dangerous dust storm in the area. As if I didn’t know. All I had to do was look out the window. Or, if I didn’t look out the window, all I had to do was open the door, see all the blowing dust, and quickly shut the door on the outside world.

I hadn’t been able to locate the permissions for that alert app so I could turn off the notifications. If an alert goes off in the night, it would probably scare me into a heart attack. Luckily, I finally managed to turn off all notifications. If I ever feel the need, I can always turn them on again, but for now, it’s more of an annoyance than a lifesaver. When I go out, I check the weather anyway, otherwise, it doesn’t matter. Besides, I can’t do anything about the weather, war, riots, whatever, so it’s better if I slept through it.

Because of my finally finding that permission setting, I hunted once more for the photo editor permissions. I have no idea why the default setting was “no permissions” because with no permissions, the app wouldn’t work. I’d never been able to find the permissions before, and even though I didn’t find them today, I did something in the search for that setting that turned on the photo editor.

Now I just have to figure out how to turn off the “Find my phone” app. It keeps telling me . . . something. Maybe that I need to sign up for it. Apparently, I can’t turn off the notifications they keep sending me to sign up for the app unless I sign up for app, which makes no sense to me, but that’s a conundrum for a different day. (And I wondered why I was so hesitant to fiddle with my website!)

Speaking of conundrums: for some reason, WordPress held the comments of some long-time commenters for moderation. If this happened to you, or happens sometime in the future, please do not take it personally. It’s merely a blip in the program. I would never require moderation for those of you who come here frequently.

So, that’s my day. How is yours?


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.