It's not me

It's other people.

Husband is anxious as we wait for a date for his operation. I am anxious for him. That's fair enough. But when I find myself getting stressed by random peoples' high stress levels it's not on. I don't need their add-ons. I have enough of my own.

So to reduce my stress I'm creating a new website.

Yes, of course I'm joking. My stress levels are going through the roof but at least my mind is occupied.

I had a letter from my author website host telling me my subscription was due. I must have had it on special offer for the first couple of years because the price they want to charge me now is ridiculous. So I quizzed Elder Son, IT expert, and discovered I could have a simple website hosted for free.

Which is what I opted for. Not only that but the host I've chosen allows me to import my original website. Excellent. All going well so far.

Then I import the website and find that if I want this function or that I will need to upgrade. So forget importing website and begin again from nothing. I am writing this quite calmly, a fact that belies my frustration. Whenever a site says, 'it's easy!' you know it's not. Unless you're a tech wizard and understand things like SQL, FTP, PHP, and aliases.

And it's raining today. Oh, just remembered I need to make a birthday cake for Marcus at Zac's tomorrow. And put the washing in. 

But here is some autumnal colour from a walk Husband and I took with Toby last week.