Technological Prisoner

I'm alive. We're all alive. All is well.

Except for the fact that I feel like a technological prisoner in my own home.

My sweet hubby got a new computer, and one that it is totally different than anything I've ever used. I can't find files. I can't find documents. I can't find (gasp) pictures. And pictures are how I communicate.

So, I've made a promise to myself that I will take the next month to figure it all out (with his coaching, of course), and thus, be able to blog again soon!