Dressed in MourningA new, more somber template for my new, more somber life. The polka dots were too goddam festive.
Of course, without my husband to advise me, I messed something up and lost my blogroll.
Fortunately, I know who my friends are. Someday, perhaps, I will have the energy to reconstruct them here.
I spent over an hour today with tech support trying to figure out how to keep my internet connections. I feel like such a fool; my husband allowed me to live beyond my technical means.
And beyond my emotional means, too.
I'm not sure I can do any of this on my own.