I’ve committed the cardinal sin of blogging! I didn’t post anything last week. Awful isn’t it? I knew when I started blogging, rule number one was, post weekly- it’s the thing that kept me from starting for so long, in the first place. Now, I’m afraid I’ve posted weakly.
Do I feel guilty? You, who know me, know better. Instead, I ask myself, “Who made up these rules, anyway?” Then I move on to concocting an excuse as to why I broke them. And so, Blog Police, here it is: Being a devotee of Stephen Covey’s Seven Habits of Highly Effective People, I was engaged in the practice of habit number three; Putting first things first. My “first things” being family, friends, fun and food, okay I’m kidding about the last two, but I’m telling the truth when I say, family.
The week started with Mother’s Day and, what other holiday celebrates family more than Mother’s Day? Without mothers, there wouldn’t be any families. Being a mother myself, I chose to go enjoy the day rather than post on my blog.
Sure, I could’ve posted on Monday, but instead…oh what’s the use, I don’t even remember what I was doing on Monday!
I do recall that sometime this week, I went to the bookstore. And by the way, I did add another book to my list of good reads and another label to my wine list. Do those count?
While at the bookstore, I noticed that Stephen’s son Sean has written his own seven habits book, geared to teens and Stacy Curtis a children’s book illustrator has written a seven habits for kid’s book. My fear is that someone is going to come along and write, The Seven Habits of Highly Effective Bloggers, I can only hope, if it happens, habit number three will remained unchanged. Either that- or a new habit will emerge. It will have to be number nine, since Stephen already capitalized on the Eighth Habit. I propose that number nine be, “Before following a rule, ask yourself, “Who made this rule, anyway?”
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Monday, May 17, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Back Up Recommended
A scary thing happened to me on vacation. My three-year old laptop was sending me error messages that it couldn’t save my files. It was a wake-up call. My anti-virus software has been telling me for months to back up my files, but it wasn’t telling me how. I’m not a computer geek and I have a habit of throwing caution to the wind, so I ignored the recommendation until now.
I mentioned the issue to my son who I was visiting with. He assured me it was an easy process, I just had to go out and buy an external hard drive. Mission accomplished. He was right- it was a snap. I can rest easy now knowing that when my laptop dies and I replace it, which I won’t, until it does, I can just upload my old files to the new machine.
What a glorious invention the external hard drive is! Now I just can’t help but wonder what a great thing it would be to hook one up to my brain. After all, it also sends me error messages. The difference is I don’t get the message until I try to retrieve the file.
How wonderful would it be, if my brain would warn me ahead of time of insufficient memory? Time to pull out the note pad and pen, brain- you’re not gonna remember this.
Let’s take it a step further. Wouldn’t it be awesome if we could add memory space? I’d gladly pay for a couple of gigabytes.
I for one would love to delete some files from my brain, too. The human brain never seems to have trouble remembering the things we wish to forget. All the times we stuck our foot in our mouth or made fools of ourselves. They seem to come back to us with ease. I know there are plenty that I would delete if I could.
Jokes abound on gradual memory loss in seniors and the medical profession assures us that some forgetfulness is normal, like forgetting a name, not being able to remember the right word, or why we went into a particular room. For some of us, I don’t think memory loss is as much the problem, as memory overload. I mean, there’s only so much space in there, right?
If our brains are really like computers, why can’t we add memory, back up our files and run a virus scan to eliminate the “bugs”?
I mentioned the issue to my son who I was visiting with. He assured me it was an easy process, I just had to go out and buy an external hard drive. Mission accomplished. He was right- it was a snap. I can rest easy now knowing that when my laptop dies and I replace it, which I won’t, until it does, I can just upload my old files to the new machine.
What a glorious invention the external hard drive is! Now I just can’t help but wonder what a great thing it would be to hook one up to my brain. After all, it also sends me error messages. The difference is I don’t get the message until I try to retrieve the file.
How wonderful would it be, if my brain would warn me ahead of time of insufficient memory? Time to pull out the note pad and pen, brain- you’re not gonna remember this.
Let’s take it a step further. Wouldn’t it be awesome if we could add memory space? I’d gladly pay for a couple of gigabytes.
I for one would love to delete some files from my brain, too. The human brain never seems to have trouble remembering the things we wish to forget. All the times we stuck our foot in our mouth or made fools of ourselves. They seem to come back to us with ease. I know there are plenty that I would delete if I could.
Jokes abound on gradual memory loss in seniors and the medical profession assures us that some forgetfulness is normal, like forgetting a name, not being able to remember the right word, or why we went into a particular room. For some of us, I don’t think memory loss is as much the problem, as memory overload. I mean, there’s only so much space in there, right?
If our brains are really like computers, why can’t we add memory, back up our files and run a virus scan to eliminate the “bugs”?
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