Coke Zero drama

I've been having a whirlwind love affair with Coke Zero lately, but what was an uncontrollable infatuation a couple of days ago is now a source of much pain and stress. It's not really Coke Zero's fault, but it taints my view nonetheless.

I was writing another blog on my laptop at home yesterday and somehow I messed up the process of moving the Coke Zero bottle from my mouth to the table next to the laptop, and when the bottle hit the edge of the table some of the Zero splashed out and jumped right onto the O-P-L-Semi-colon section of the keyboard. I freaked! I dabbed it up immediately with a wet paper towel, but some of it got under the keys. I couldn't type the letter O for awhile, but it eventually came back. Some of the Zero spatter must have reached beyond what I thought was the original circumference because the Backspace key types a P sometimes. I'm stressed. I managed to finish the other blog despite this madness, but I will freak out if this is going to be a permanent problem. I'm going to take it to Best Buy today to see if they can fix it. I hate when I do stupid, preventable things like that. I just can't be trusted with Coke Zero anymore.

{I just got an email from my friend Douglas and he said it's probably fixable. I love you my wealth-of-info friend! I'm glad I could join you in the soda/keyboard sharing club.}

Angela and I have been trying to put the hammer down on our finances and not spend money on anything extra, and now we have to pay for computer repair and a doggie door. Pooey. But it will all be worth it. Thanks for the doggie door tips! We deciding which type to buy now, and then we'll order it and pray that it arrives within the hour. Stress schmess.