Sometimes I despair of myself.
You know, I do this every goddamn time. I go to update my website, get all the files in shape, open Filezilla . . . and cannot find the index card that has the server's IP address on it. It's Somewhere On My Desk.
It finally occurred to me, in the middle of today's as-yet fruitless search, that it would be really smart to put that index card somewhere else. Not Somewhere Safe, as that's a completely separate category of disaster, but somewhere I can find the damn thing. And if I can drag it out of the primal chaos one more time, maybe that'll actually happen.
Maybe.
Who decided my brain should be running the show? Honestly.
It finally occurred to me, in the middle of today's as-yet fruitless search, that it would be really smart to put that index card somewhere else. Not Somewhere Safe, as that's a completely separate category of disaster, but somewhere I can find the damn thing. And if I can drag it out of the primal chaos one more time, maybe that'll actually happen.
Maybe.
Who decided my brain should be running the show? Honestly.