About a week ago, I turned on my computer, started to type and saw that the O key somehow wasn't working. Overnight, something happened by which I had to really pound the O to have it appear. Of course, it couldn't be the K key or the Q or X -- had to be a letter we use a lot.
Well, today, out of the blue, the O key started working totally normally again. Of course I am thrilled, but an event like this only encourages my belief that machines will somehow heal themselves.
In the meantime, my hallway light fixture has gone out and I can't change the lightbulb without a ladder, and the faucet of my one bathtub has gone from a drip to a stream. A drawer pull came off in my hand the other day -- you know how it goes -- always something.
Today I heard the word SNIRT -- it's a combination of snow and dirt. New York is full of ugly piles of snow that have turned brown and black. So just for today I'll give thanks that I can type moon, loon, google, cool, fool without pounding the keyboard and be grateful that the 40 degree temps have worked to melt away at least some of the snirt.
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