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I'm so...ugh, just...everything today.

Hubby's comp has some malware on it. No biggie, the same thing hit my comp last week, I clean it off just fine. But his computer is in such bad shape that half the time when we boot it up, it hangs, and even when it doesn't hang, I can't get it to even download the malware remover (and of course, trying to download it on another site won't work because said malware auto-redirects any searches or web-addies typed in). It also won't let us connect to update the removers he DOES have.

There's nothing quite so frustrating as knowing HOW to fix the problem and still being unable to.

Hubby says just wipe the drive and start over, and I'm at the point where I just want to do that.

Because I've been up since 4 a.m. this morning brooding about the stupid computer (because brooding is what I do), there was no writing done today. Therefore, to meet my 60K goal by the end of Friday, I have to write 1,000 words a day for the next four days. I don't see it happening, not with the mood I'm in.

We also have friends with a seriously ill newborn, and part of my mind is with them at all times. It's just a bad week to try and be creative. It's hard to believe in worlds of pure imagination when real life keeps jumping up and giving you the old right hook to the jaw.