Feeling Ungrateful

The stuff on my old laptop was supposed to be kept in the cloud. Last I checked, when I first fired up the new machine, it was all there. Regrettably, the dratted stuff has disappeared. Apart from things like important documents and knitting patterns, there are literally hundreds and hundreds of thousands of words that I really would like to have access to. Just the White Hart collection is over 200,000 words. I've also lost some of my favourite games. They weren't particularly sophisticated or clever, but I found them soothing and I liked them. Their creators don't support them anymore, so I can't transfer them over. Perhaps it's a sign that I should look into getting some games that aren't older than bear. 

It may have something to do with passwords. I'm having all sorts of problems with the Microsoft passwords. They don't seem to be transferring over as they should and it's driving me nuts. The codes that are supposed to have been sent don't turn up, my phone is sulking and I feel like all my electronics are ganging up on me. But I have a functional keyboard, and that's something! I should be more grateful. 

Yesterday we attended a webinar on Student Finance. It all looks incredibly complicated. It should all be manageable, though. Bear should be able to get loans to cover his tuition and a maintenance loan that should hopefully keep him in pasta and pesto. He already has an idea about getting himself a lunch and keeping himself fed, so hopefully it won't come as too much of a shock. We talk about stuff all the time and he knows how to cook, so I'm not too worried. He has a lot more sense than I have. 

I spent far too much time fiddling around with settings today so I haven't caught up as much as I would like. I also don't have a picture, so please accept this. It reminded me of my driving lessons. It's almost exactly six years since I passed.

Photo by Belinda Fewings on Unsplash

 Hugs and good health to all.