Remember me telling the universe how it was gonna be?

If I ever needed proof that being an optimist is stupid: today the universe grabbed my neck and bend me over to show me. Because I said I wasn't gonna let my physical and emotional issues get me down, it decided to take away the one thing that helped me keep it together: this morning my computer died. :-( When I start it up, it gets stuck in a restart-loop after 40 seconds. It's freaky.

I'm now at my mom's. She offered me her 'puter, so I could at least check my mail and finish all the online stuff I had planned for today. Because this was the last 'normal' day of my vacation. Tomorrow we'll finally do that trip to Amsterdam (my back will just have to shut up and take it). Friday I have another appointment with the physical therapist and then, after the weekend, it's back to work.

I have mailed my boss I'm not fit to work yet, but seeing as I planned a lot of orders right after the vacation I have no choice. I hope I can last at least two weeks to get things done, but I fear it's back to sickdays after that, if we can't find a satisfying solution for the work-situation.

I want to apologize to rabidfan because once again I have to postpone working on the promised artwork. The same goes for part two of the gold-star project for tanisafan. I'm sorry.
I'm also probably not gonna be able to read or answer messages for the next few days. I can't fix the problem myself and brotherdearest is out of the country and I'm not sure when he will be available for some puter-surgery.

However: one good thing about going back to work: I will -at least during breaks- have access to the internetz. Unless that policy has been changed as well. Let's not get too optimistic. I better get some lube ready.

*off to cry*