With a name like that, I should have known it was going to be high maintenence.
I was planning on telling y'all about the past few days, about the Governor's Women's Conference, and about my great Halloween costume, complete with many photos, but I just spent the last 30 minutes in a huge battle with my printer. My printer refuses to print, well, anything. It refuses to print on cardstock, letterhead, or any other type of paper. It continually tells me that I need to load paper when I can see with my very own two eyes that there is, indeed, paper sitting RIGHT THERE IN THE TRAY! Everyday, people. Everyday I fight with this poor excuse for a printer.
I should have known when it wouldn't talk to the Airport Express. But I gave it another chance. I should have known when it went all squeaky after three weeks. But I gave it another chance. NO MORE CHANCES. We are finished, my printer and I. Done. Tomorrow it goes back to Costco and I will get back 30 minutes a day, which I will dedicate to telling you all about my latest adventures in fishnets.