Rough week. Mostly my fault. Stuff that should have been done weeks or
months ago, having to be done at the last minute and not very well. Have
I mentioned that I suck at getting things done?
Okay, I did finish my US income taxes a three days before the deadline.
But not having looked at them for months I appear to have lost track of
some paperwork. Or I never had it. I'll probably get my refund, then get
a bill -- probably in a couple of years. If they ever notice. I'm not
going to worry about it.
Should have started on N's author website months ago, along with the
updates to hyperspace-express.com, which is actually the publisher's
website. Should really have had the author site and the mailing-list
automation done before the book went to the printer.
Months before. Oops. It'll work, but it'll be awkward and not
as good as it should be. We're still learning how to do this, of course,
and I'm learning that I'm not nearly as competent as other people
think I am.
And then there's the "personal alarm" fiasco. You see, N and G are out of
the country for the next two weeks (family visit, then OVFF). N thinks
(and I kind of agree) that I should have some kind of alarm pendant to
wear, to easily call for help with. The first one we found -- a couple of
weeks ago -- would have been perfect, except that the company is in
Ireland and despite saying that they serve all of the EU I'd have to make
my own arrangements with local emergency services.
So -- after I put off deciding for way too long -- I wound up with
something that on the surface looked okay, and could ship quickly. But
when it arrived, I found out that there was no two-way voice communication
in the pendant -- you have to be where you can talk through the base
station. Non-starter, in this house. I tried to tell the installer to
take the damned thing back, but he kept repeating the same line about
pressing the button if I fell over (pantomiming a heart attack). I'll
keep it as backup until N and G get back, then we'll bring it back and get
our key back.
Meanwhile, suspecting that something like that might be the case, I had
already ordered a smartwatch (Samsung GW-7) which will probably do what I
need it to -- it has fall detection and emergency calling. It would
work better if I had a Samsung phone, but Google's watches are twice as
expensive. So some of its myriad of features won't work.
And of course that's assuming I can actually wear the thing without it
hurting. There are reasons why I stopped wearing a wristwatch 50 years
ago.
Something good came out of that fiasco, however. N and I were over at
StudiOjo, for one last coaching session before N and G's trip, to discuss
our changing plans for recording (which I'll talk about later in the
week). N mentioned that, in order to get the personal alarm, they were
going to want a local friend or neighbor who could go over and check on
me. So now we have a local friend, just a short walk away.
Linkie! Go watch The Nine Billion Names Of God - short film - YouTube. Very well-done
adaptation of Arthur C. Clarke's story.
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