Hurriedly writing this before taking off for my dental appointment -- and on my desktop, no less. I'd gotten spouse to contact PC Specialist (who built my laptop) to see if they could help us source a new keyboard. So I'd taken off the back to look at how things were in situ, and sigh. I don't think I can get to the keyboard myself. On my last laptop from them, I was able to swap out two keyboards that had suffered my untender ministrations. I'm not sure what we're going to do about my dying E and 3 keys. ¬¬ Having said that, we've got the little keyboard blower charging up, so I'm going to blast around in there as much as possible when we get back and hope it dislodges something.
(worst comes to worst, I find someone who is a bit more expert at laptop things to swap one out for me. Watch this space, I guess?)
Youngest starts upper school tomorrow. I am... neutral? Like, hope you have fun kid, I'm not sentimental enough about this to have stronger feelings. Eldest has several worries for youngest, which is sweet enough. We've discussed a big one (whether or not to get youngest in the pipeline for an autism diagnosis), but we're going to hold off on that for the second. For one, she does have it, but will getting her diagnosed give her new tools? For two, wouldn't it be better until eldest's diagnosis is in the bag, which will add more weight to further diagnosis? Again, we'll see what happens.
About time to scoot. Fun fun.
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