Much to my chagrin, I wasted the rest of the day trying unsuccessfully to set it up on Wi Fi.
For some reason, unknown to me, all the computers and phones in my house connect to Wi Fi but not any accessories.
No smart bulbs, no Echoes, no critter cam.
I was in a FOUL mood when I finally decided to give up.
I tried to be industrious and I failed miserably.
I HATE that I was COMPLETELY unproductive on Saturday.
Saturday was not a complete loss.
I managed to squeak in at the last minute to see Dixie La Tour’s Bawdy Storytelling Online (Birthday) event!
Yes, I did.
And it was with great relish and excitement that I got to listen to four fabulous storytellers tell very bawdy and racy stories about sex.
The stories were so racy I found myself squirming in my seat, wishing I had someone to flirt with or maybe even touch repeatedly.
But alas, sheltering in place has curbed my social life in ways that increase my libido while simultaneously decreasing my ability to take care of it.
Seeing as how I’m no longer posting racy stories about the men I date, perhaps you’d like to hop on over to Dixie’s place and sign up for her events at www.bawdystorytelling.com/subscribe.
Tell her a very sexually frustrated blogger sent you. . .