A Good Day

I experienced some superior customer service the other day. I stopped at a Mobil station on my way to work last week to buy 2 quarts of oil to put in my car. I drive a 95 Saturn and it's always required the addition of oil between oil changes. I usually buy oil by the case at the warehouse store but we were out and I needed some now. With the 2 quarts of oil, the nice man at the register gave me a paper funnel, a paper towel and 2 moist towelettes! He correctly assumed I was going to add the oil right then and there. No fuss, no muss and I was on my way, with a smile on my face. (You thought I was going to say he offered to add the oil for me, didn't you? If I had experienced any trouble, he probably would have, but it wasn't necessary.)

I brought my computer home last night and started to work on reinstalling programs and putting it back how I like it. Liz (our aforementioned computer guru at work)had reinstalled the operating system. I didn't lose any files, but it just didn't feel like my computer. You know how we all have our own settings just the way we want them? I was so depressed. Ridiculously so.

About 9:00, Steve and I went in the hot tub for a while - and I swear there's no ache or pain, mental or physical, that a good soak in a hot tub won't cure. Afterwards I read for a while, then went to bed. This morning, I woke up with a whole new attitude and commenced fixing up my computer.

The situation is far from dire. The one thing I'm not sure of is if my old mail is somewhere here or if I blew it all away when I downloaded and reinstalled Thunderbird. I fear the worst, but even that's not the end of the world. I do hope she can get my address book back though. Maybe that's lurking somewhere where I can't see it? If it's not, I'll live. Most of the addresses I have elsewhere but I wasn't able to back up the address book when things started crashing because that's what crashed the hardest. Or at least I didn't know how to find it to back it up.

The plan is for me to get everything just how I want it, then on Monday, I'll take the machine back to work. She's going to install a second drive and ghost an image of my entire drive on that second one - before we try installing the Palm Pilot software, which is what started this whole crazy mess. Did I tell this part before - it looked like the Palm software had been installed not in C: Program File but somewhere else and it affected other stuff in a bad way? I'm sure it's something I did wrong, but I don't remember doing that. Of course not.

(This blogger.com part when I write entries doesn't look right, but I can't see how that can be something I've done. Every single setting is the same. I have no way to edit html or change the font or anything. Still, it's readable so I won't worry about it for now.)

I opened all the windows today. I worked at Celebration Gifts for the next to last time. Between customers, I read crafting magazines and catalogs. I went grocery shopping. I grilled steaks on the grill tonight for dinner. I vacuumed the house. Simon worked his first day at Abercrombie Kids successfully. I enjoyed the sunshine.

It was a good day!