Battery life

I’m still trying to get my bearings in Cyprus. I think my whole psyche is hollering, “Where ARE you, girl?!” I’ve been knocked off my axis.

For one thing, my laptop is running without a battery. No lie! 

Here’s the story: when we were packing up to leave Kenilworth, I found I couldn’t completely close the lid on my laptop—that’s how swollen the batteries were. So I panicked and told Robin we needed to change the batteries at the earliest possible convenience.

As we were on our way to Ilminster we made the decision to have the battery replaced by the local computer store we’ve dealt with before. So my husband sent off an email to pave the way.

No answer. 

Remember, we were in turmoil with all the things going on: transition; preparing for Cyprus; a lot of balls were i