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My BIOS Hates Me

Whoever thought it would be a great idea to plan four huge events within two weeks of each other should be shot. Or, alternatively, since that person signs my paychecks, glared at heavily. Because Valette is both Scatterbrained and Busy, neither of which make for very interesting writing.

As it is, I have been spending my days trying to keep three million and seven details tethered close to my to-do list and in some semblance of order.

And then I have been going home and wrestling with a new SATA drive and the BIOS options that appear to only exists if one is cool enough and sacrificed enough blood to the computer gods. They do not exist if one has breasts.

Which is Very Frustrating Indeed.

I swore at it all Saturday afternoon until I stopped swearing and commenced with the fuming and glaring, a side of Valette so frightening that it prompts husbands to do actual household chores and just leave her alone already.

It could have also had something to do with B’s well-intentioned suggestions while leaning over the exposed computer innards after I had been working on it all day and he hadn’t, suggestions and actions that prompted me to turn my glare towards his face and speak my first words to him in hours through clenched teeth: “Don’t. Touch. Anything.”

I had hoped to replace the two old drives with the one shiny new one, but since my BIOS refuses to recognize the SATA drive without an IDE one plugged in, I suppose I will just leave one IDE drive as the boot and the SATA as the data dump.

The plan tonight is one of surrender. I don’t know how much longer we can survive at home with the glaring and the cursing. CMOS blue is not a good look on me.