For weeks, I have been trying to straighten out my schedule. The hours are killing me.
Three times before, after completing the schedule, my computer decided it had had enough and well, shut down on me.
That is hours upon hours of brain twisting work lost!
So, I got smart. I bought a printer.
|not a printer|
Sunday morning, I got back to scheduling. It's so disheartening after you have already done this three times prior. Yet, I plodded on, and on, and on, you get the gist.
Damn fly, landing on my hand, then crawling on the computer.
"Oh, sure!", you are thinking. "What's the big deal with a few flies?"
Did you read what I wrote?!! Black with flies.
I grabbed my fly swatter and went to work.
I killed flies singly. I killed copulating flies. I killed three flies at a time. I killed!
Now the question for you is....how many flies did I kill?
I left a clue in the first photo!