computers suck

Well, I managed, mostly, by Sunday night, to get the instructions written down for the sock pattern. Even slightly formatted so I thought it might look ok. I celebrated by cooking a big pot of black bean and kangaroo chilli which we ate along with a nice bottle of red wine. Well, I ended up drinking most of the red wine because it's not S's favorite. We sat companionably in the living room and I did a little messing around with the formatting, corrected some grammar etc, secure in the fact that after each little change I dutifully saved my work. Now, I don't know if it was the red wine gremlins or the computer gremlins but after going to bed satisfied with a full weenend's work well done, I got up Monday morning and tried to email a copy to myself at work so I could show off when asked the inevitable Monday question "What did you do this weekend?". You can imagine my horror when I open up the file to discover that HALF of my pattern instructions were gone! GONE! ARRRRRRGH!

So, I spend Monday night rewriting the pattern (grumbling and grouchy) after trying to open up the file at least half a dozen different times just to make sure I wasn't having a horrible hallucination.

Today, Tuesday, I received a call at work from S to say he'd tried to open a new document on the computer, and what popped up? Yup, you guessed it. Probably could have saved myself some work if knew enough about computers to know where to look.

I think the socks might need to called Recovered .