I'm up, I'm up - six hours of sleep, had a lovely breakfast at Jinky's - eggs benedict and home fries, so not that light, but I'll be good later and just have a low-cal frozen dinner - picked up stuff at the mail place, and came home, went to use the computer and no trackpad. I of course panicked because I can't use the computer without it - I do have an extra, which I plugged in but that wouldn't work - I think I forgot to actually turn it on
I was about to go to the garbage can outside to see if she threw it out, and I texted her but she didn't respond at that point. I told her long ago she could not touch anything near the computer ever. But I happened to look at a small pile of papers and CDs that sit in back of one of the speakers and I lifted the pile and there it was, buried under all that stuff. We just had a conversation about it and she promises she won't touch anything on the computer table. I told her she could clean AROUND things but not move or touch anything.
