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thanateIt is 8:30 in the morning, and I am sitting on the porch. Despite appalling heat advisories for later on today, it is currently far more lovely out here than it is in the technically cooler but lacking breezes house. Later on, it will be far more pleasant in the slightly stuffy but not almost 100* house, and I will have the air conditioner running. I have not yet quite managed to make ![[personal profile]](https://s.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
grauwulf understand this concept; he is much more of the opinion that if it is nicer out now, that means the windows must be open.
I'm also waiting for someone to come and carry off the trailer, which is one more in a long series of things nobody wants to deal with this week. Later on,grauwulf gets to fly down to SC and see about selling off his house, or finding a rental agency that will deal with it for him, if there is such a thing that doesn't skim so much profit off the top that we end up losing money and then makes him deal with it anyway. So far, the prospects are not encouraging; apparently he spoke to a woman yesterday who went into a tirade about how it's all Obama's fault that he can't possibly sell his house, and then went on to explain that they'd take a 30% cut of rent to collect checks & tell tenants to call the home warranty company if anything bad happened. Before that, there's a motorcycle to get to the shop for a service (which ought to be trailered, but...) and we tried to pick a company to do the addition for us, but haven't heard back from them yet. So.
I have decided that I will not wish to punch my tai chi teacher; she does an hour of assorted stretching exercises, which I really enjoy, followed by an hour of mirroring little bits of tai chi routine which I find confusing and frustrating, thereby ending the class on a bad note. She's also a little Chinese lady, whose English is not quite good enough that I feel fully comfortable asking the sorts of questions that might either help me or point her in the direction of being a better teacher. (Assuming, of course, that I could formulate such questions, anyway; this is also another reason I haven't done it.) Instead, I have begun to make up bizarre mnemonic associations in my head involving ducks and marionettes and the chandler's wife, which help me track considerably. My fencing balance still betrays me, though; I'm not comfortable hanging about with one leg touching the ground but not even supporting its own weight. On the up side, I have learned several fun new stretches, including something that is apparently supposed to be a sunrise, but I think of as a zombie sun salutation.
Further, I finally managed to get my domain transfer sorted last night; this was not a good experience, either. I've been a goDaddy customer since I first acquired a web presence in 2002, long before they started doing those appalling commercials or anything, and have never had the least issue with their web hosting. My needs are not great, and their generic account bandwidth and storage allowances have increased far in excess of my use. (In fact, I think my website usage may not yet have outgrown the original allowance from when I started it.) However, I've had a creeping e-mail problem for the last several years that every so often messages with attachments just disappear-- things songs or pennsic handouts that I've asked people to send me, and unless the person sending it is very much on the ball about writing back to let me know they had a message bounce, I never even know. So, I have no idea what the extent of the problem is, but we finally traced it to goDaddy's automatic "service" of spam-blocking. I admit, I got very little spam, but losing things I've asked for is also not ok.
grauwulf has been an iPower customer for some time, and (rather like I did with goDaddy) seems to have got in before they got big & annoying, and recommended them. So, I signed up to transfer my domain & get web hosting through them. Enter CC#, press go, etc. Well, then a whole lot of nothing happened for a week, before I finally discovered that there was a secret button I had to press in some nested menu option somewhere to initiate the transfer I started out by asking them to do, and then there was a day or so of bouncing back and forth between iPower & goDaddy, and then the domain was listed as transferred but the hosting wasn't. (Also, all through this process grauwulf kept telling me helpful things about how this was all supposed to work, which were in no way how anyone else appeared to think it was supposed to work.)
Yesterday, I finally put in a support notice asking why this was taking so long, and got back a reply that on the surface looked helpful, and actually appeared to be a set of steps outlining "do it your own darn self" with a critical step involving "pick what you want out of this drop-down menu" without any translation of the rather brief & impenetrable menu options. I sent back a rather terse reply:
"6. Enter the new nameserver." is not a helpful instruction. There is a long dropdown list of options, none of which looks like "use the iPower web hosting you've been paying for for the last week and a half."
Please clarify.
And an hour or so later, someone had actually done the transfer, which went through immediately, and I could go on about recreating my e-mail accounts and re-uploading my photo hosting. Of course, I managed to delete the entire backlog of one of the old e-mail accounts from Mail in the process; one of the more impersonal ones, but I'll probably think of something I want to panic about losing in another day or two. At any rate, a) this had better solve my e-mail problem, and b) the moral of the story is to do your own current research on this stuff rather than trusting someone who's already rolled in. (some of the iPower terms & conditions are pretty appalling...)
ETA-- dude, time machine. duh.
Now to go file a credit card complaint against the people I tried to order tea from who failed to get it to me (twice) in the last month and have also failed to reply to my 2nd round of e-mails (now missing) and I think I may be done being cross about things. There are garments to sew, stories to write, John McPhee audiobooks to listen to, and if I'm really lucky, the power will even stay on all day. (It was out for a couple hours when I got back from the aquarium yesterday, which didn't help anyone's mood.)
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grauwulf understand this concept; he is much more of the opinion that if it is nicer out now, that means the windows must be open.I'm also waiting for someone to come and carry off the trailer, which is one more in a long series of things nobody wants to deal with this week. Later on,
grauwulf gets to fly down to SC and see about selling off his house, or finding a rental agency that will deal with it for him, if there is such a thing that doesn't skim so much profit off the top that we end up losing money and then makes him deal with it anyway. So far, the prospects are not encouraging; apparently he spoke to a woman yesterday who went into a tirade about how it's all Obama's fault that he can't possibly sell his house, and then went on to explain that they'd take a 30% cut of rent to collect checks & tell tenants to call the home warranty company if anything bad happened. Before that, there's a motorcycle to get to the shop for a service (which ought to be trailered, but...) and we tried to pick a company to do the addition for us, but haven't heard back from them yet. So.I have decided that I will not wish to punch my tai chi teacher; she does an hour of assorted stretching exercises, which I really enjoy, followed by an hour of mirroring little bits of tai chi routine which I find confusing and frustrating, thereby ending the class on a bad note. She's also a little Chinese lady, whose English is not quite good enough that I feel fully comfortable asking the sorts of questions that might either help me or point her in the direction of being a better teacher. (Assuming, of course, that I could formulate such questions, anyway; this is also another reason I haven't done it.) Instead, I have begun to make up bizarre mnemonic associations in my head involving ducks and marionettes and the chandler's wife, which help me track considerably. My fencing balance still betrays me, though; I'm not comfortable hanging about with one leg touching the ground but not even supporting its own weight. On the up side, I have learned several fun new stretches, including something that is apparently supposed to be a sunrise, but I think of as a zombie sun salutation.
Further, I finally managed to get my domain transfer sorted last night; this was not a good experience, either. I've been a goDaddy customer since I first acquired a web presence in 2002, long before they started doing those appalling commercials or anything, and have never had the least issue with their web hosting. My needs are not great, and their generic account bandwidth and storage allowances have increased far in excess of my use. (In fact, I think my website usage may not yet have outgrown the original allowance from when I started it.) However, I've had a creeping e-mail problem for the last several years that every so often messages with attachments just disappear-- things songs or pennsic handouts that I've asked people to send me, and unless the person sending it is very much on the ball about writing back to let me know they had a message bounce, I never even know. So, I have no idea what the extent of the problem is, but we finally traced it to goDaddy's automatic "service" of spam-blocking. I admit, I got very little spam, but losing things I've asked for is also not ok.
grauwulf has been an iPower customer for some time, and (rather like I did with goDaddy) seems to have got in before they got big & annoying, and recommended them. So, I signed up to transfer my domain & get web hosting through them. Enter CC#, press go, etc. Well, then a whole lot of nothing happened for a week, before I finally discovered that there was a secret button I had to press in some nested menu option somewhere to initiate the transfer I started out by asking them to do, and then there was a day or so of bouncing back and forth between iPower & goDaddy, and then the domain was listed as transferred but the hosting wasn't. (Also, all through this process grauwulf kept telling me helpful things about how this was all supposed to work, which were in no way how anyone else appeared to think it was supposed to work.)Yesterday, I finally put in a support notice asking why this was taking so long, and got back a reply that on the surface looked helpful, and actually appeared to be a set of steps outlining "do it your own darn self" with a critical step involving "pick what you want out of this drop-down menu" without any translation of the rather brief & impenetrable menu options. I sent back a rather terse reply:
"6. Enter the new nameserver." is not a helpful instruction. There is a long dropdown list of options, none of which looks like "use the iPower web hosting you've been paying for for the last week and a half."
Please clarify.
And an hour or so later, someone had actually done the transfer, which went through immediately, and I could go on about recreating my e-mail accounts and re-uploading my photo hosting. Of course, I managed to delete the entire backlog of one of the old e-mail accounts from Mail in the process; one of the more impersonal ones, but I'll probably think of something I want to panic about losing in another day or two. At any rate, a) this had better solve my e-mail problem, and b) the moral of the story is to do your own current research on this stuff rather than trusting someone who's already rolled in. (some of the iPower terms & conditions are pretty appalling...)
ETA-- dude, time machine. duh.
Now to go file a credit card complaint against the people I tried to order tea from who failed to get it to me (twice) in the last month and have also failed to reply to my 2nd round of e-mails (now missing) and I think I may be done being cross about things. There are garments to sew, stories to write, John McPhee audiobooks to listen to, and if I'm really lucky, the power will even stay on all day. (It was out for a couple hours when I got back from the aquarium yesterday, which didn't help anyone's mood.)
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