The Funny Side
My parents are 90 and 82 and they recently asked me to manage their bill-paying with the on-line service of their bank. Last night I attempted to log in and was locked out after entering the wrong combination of ID and login more than allowed. This is a common experience for me since I have logins and passwords multiplying like kudzu so I just wasn’t up to the process last night. I waited until today to get the account reset and because there were easier things on my task list I waited until late afternoon near the end of business hours. Before calling the bank and explaining in some way that felt less goofy for locking myself out again I attempted one last password retrieval. Worth a try to get back in since I was using a different computer than I used last night. No joy! I had to face the piper in the form of customer service for the online banking.
Quick, Intervention
I am seriously in need of intervention. Perhaps that is why I have my Family (as those people I grew up with coming day after tomorrow!. But I digress ( one of my best talents) , here I sit at 11:23 with achng fingers, neck, shoulders, and yet I cannot seem to pull myself away from reading newly discovered blogs and tweaking my own. Even if not in bed, I should be at least spending some time with Tai Chi or painting or something. But I seem glued to these keys! Clearly I am addicted to 21st century letter writing/journal keeping .
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