Hey it’s Jet here.
Oh boy, this isn’t good. I needed to communicate privately with Lady Litchfield of LLCD on Friday and … that email thingie well… maybe it was the HORRIBLE week of storms, rain, roof leaking again… I’m not sure… it didn’t work. So, Mom did other thingies and set her mind to take care of one email issue which many of you shared with her. Her business email was FULL. She called Mr. GoDaddy and they helped her with a few issues. Good so far, right… well… good news/bad news.
Mr. GoDaddy helped her with an ancient problem; he helped her connect her business email to her Outlook thingie. Sounds great. He also taught her how to delete 1,000 emails at a time. Since her mailbox maxed out at 29,000, she felt deeply appreciative. Mom diligently deleted 16,000 right away and thought she would call it a night. Follow my math here. How many remained? Yup, 13,000!
She popped over to see if that naughty Outlook recovered and … what happened? Yeah, those of you (most of the world besides poor Mom) know where I’m going… Outlook began importing 13,000 emails! Now those of you who read our blog know that our equipment is on the wise and mature side, so, this threw Outlook out of whack. Mom triggered finger, wrist, forearm and elbow inflammation as she deleted 8,000 emails … ONE AT A TIME! Yes, I asked why, too. Well, Mr. Fred has the installation program. Something went goofy awhile back and without that disc, no repair. Where Mom could at least group by sender previously and delete a little faster, her opening screen now displays in a way that’s unhelpful and she can only do things one by one. UGH… Poor woman decided to relax by combing JJ and me around midnight.
I made sure she woke up bright and early to yet another yucky day. (We received 6 inches of rain on Saturday alone.) So, on top of all the tech stuff, I’ve had my, uh… you know… storm issues, causing Mom to spend an extra 30 minutes at least twice a day with me. Little Miss Happy Happy even refused to go out yesterday morning.
So, Mom decided to use her time wisely and go back and delete the remaining 5,000 emails. Well, Mr. Microsoft decided otherwise. He repeatedly sent this error message and then the Outlook program shut and reopened ad nauseum. Clever Mom clicked away in between the 30 seconds to a minute she had each time and managed to get rid of about 4,000. Sounds not so bad, right? Nope, now the whole Outlook thingie isn’t working, period. Yes, she opened, closed, restarted, rebooted, hard shut down, begged, made deals with higher powers… and did other things. We’re kind of afraid to deal with it.
Mom has a super busy week with classes, fasting and holiday and a possible trip to see my Nana and Poppy, who are both under the weather. I promised to give Outlook Jetty kisses, we’ll see if that helps.
Another great, except for naughty Outlook, day.