Good morning. I think. I think it’s morning. I think it may be good. I’m not sure. I already have the Wobblies, and that’s not a good sign. I may end up in bed all day since I have to run errands tomorrow. *sigh*
I was finally able to bring up the genealogy I had transferred to the slave when I got it. I had to download the old version of the PAF program.
My son’s wife sent me an email telling me she was ready to do some genealogy. After two emails and three text messages, she said she would call me today. I tried to tell her it had all been done long ago, and that I just had to copy some from my son’s line and add to mine, complete with his biological and adoptive fathers.
She doesn’t seem to understand it’s all done, and that I’m quite acquainted with the computer and how to access genealogical websites to get the information I need. *sigh*
She’s smart, but she hasn’t asked the right questions.