Life’s a bitch

What fools these mortals be. And so bloody vulnerable. I was feeling quite chirpy, busy, on top of stuff, managing to spin a few plates at a time, when I try to turn the computer on and nothing happens. Plugged in, lights on, but nothing on the screen. Turn off, turn on, try it with a different mouse. Zilch. Go downstairs to nip out, and my wife points out that one of the tyres is looking a bit flat. I don’t want to believe her, but it is. My carefully planned day is in pieces. I have stuff to print for a meeting tonight, and I’ve promised a friend a lift…

In an hour it’s sorted. A nice man at the garage pumps a bit of air in and the tyre stays up. having had a breather, my computer decides that it actually will work after all, so what was i worrying about? God knows, but it’s really exhausting.