Maybe it’s a normal psychological reaction to statistical clustering, but everything seems to go wrong at the same time. This has to be something common to everybody or where would you get the old adages about bad things happening in threes, or when it rains it pours.
A while ago coming out of Transformers the minivan wouldn’t start. Funny aside – I had sent off the last payment earlier that same day. The Mini got a nasty scratch-dent in it from some valet parking – the place said their insurance will cover it however.
At the moment I’m in the process of attempting to rescue a Windows machine that lost it’s boot loader file. So from an XP CD I chose what I believed to be the correct option and it jumped in and removed all of the system files and has begun replacing them, which is okay except there appears to be a problem with the disc or the cdrom drive because I’m having to “retry” frequently and it has failed-needing-reboot in the middle of the restore twice now. Sigh.
There’s some crisis or other my family-in-law is having too of course. Which is to be expected. There’s actually more but honestly I can’t recall at the moment.
But not to be defeated I pro-actively carry onward. I did mow the lawn successfully. And I’m going to try again today to get a haircut.
OMG this things idea of a restore looks like it is in fact installing a new copy of the OS where the old one used to be. Nice. I’m sure that’ll work out great.
Ah well. It’s a good thing I normally have such a positive disposition. This glass is *at least* 30 percent full right here, I’ll tell you what.
In fact I think I have enough internal fortitude to look up a recipe to go around this jar of mole sauce I picked up the other day. The chocolate based one, not the varmint.
D’oh! Product key? The thing had a fully installed O/S (minus boot loader) before the repair process began! Know what? I’m starting to think Ubuntu.