Thank you for the free download of Windows 10. I'm learning a lot as I transition from my Windows 7 program.
Regrettably, I am experiencing some adjustment problems and need to ask for help -- more than can be easily accessed on the internet.
I'm not asking for a long, involved explanation. I just need an adjustment to the software when you can do it.
1. This problem began with Windows 7. If you are reading this, you are aware I am a blogger. I type (key) fairly fast and while I am zipping through my manuscript, the type will change size. Sometimes this happens several times in one article. In addition, the bar across the top that says
File Edit View Favorites Tools Help
disappeared from view. While I still had Version 7, I could hit the alt key and the bar would return long enough for one action. (I had to hit it three times to copy, cut and paste, etc.) Now the text has become almost excruciatingly small and the alt key does not produce the bar. I've tried using the magnifier but 100% is where it is now and 200%, the next option, puts most of the article off the page. I cannot see what else to do, and lack the correct terminology to ask the computer for help.
At first I though it was a blogger problem, but it happened in Facebook the other night, too. This time, nothing seems to increase the size except the magnifier and I've already described the frustration with it.
2. My second problem is related to accessing my two Hotmail and two Facebook accounts. Older versions permitted us to tell the machine both the account name and the password and we could switch from account to account. Now, whatever we accessed last just pops up automatically.
3. The third problem is that I cannot always close just one window at a time like I could in earlier versions. For instance, I'm in Hotmail reading an answer to a post I made on Facebook, but I don't remember what I said. I click on the icon to view my words. Then when I click the X to close the window, I frequently get the offer to close all or the offer to cancel. I need one for closing just that window.
I know this is a strange way of asking for help, but if I am having these problems, perhaps others are, too. I'm by no means a computer expert, but I'm not a complete novice either. Help please!
*Thanks to those who have helped me to resolve most of my problems. I am grateful!!
Wednesday, September 30, 2015
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Walking On Eggshells
I heard a well-known family therapist speak one time about communication within the family. He used his own mother as an example of someone the family was always "walking on eggshells with"; someone one could not engage in communication with about her participation in family problems. If anybody suggested to her, however mildly, that she might make some changes so family interactions could go better, she would take offense. How dare anyone "criticize" her? Thus communications and interactions in the family could never completely improve.
Communications experts teach us now that rather than telling someone that their behaviors are causing a problem, we tell them how their behaviors make us feel -- unloved, angry, left out, frustrated, whatever.
I don't believe it is too far fetched to say that good communication is the basis of good relationships. Without it, there is no relationship. People have to be able to address any and all issues honestly and completely. And the experts are correct -- it is better to present how you feel than it is to accuse the other person of wrongdoing. And oh, how hard that is! I could use lessons in this.
It might be considered that the person who cannot accept and admit to their own errors in interactions has a poor self concept. A more self assured person would take a more assertive stance and ask for more information and determine if the other individual has a genuine "case", so to speak. If they have, you might want to adjust your own behaviors to ease the stress in the relationship.
I once heard (through the paper thin walls of an apartment house), a man tell a woman, "I am not the one being unreasonable about this. You are." It was no surprise when he moved out before the week was up. Apparently nobody was accepting responsibility for the rift. Nobody was guilty. Nobody was saying, "There may not be anything wrong or unreasonable about the way you are acting, but here is how it make me feel."
It boils down to everyone accepting responsibility for the rifts. It is crucial to the healing process.
All problem interactions are power struggles of one kind or another. There are no winners of power struggles unless all parties accept responsibility and hold themselves accountable. This is true in the home, workplace, and the community at large. Good communication is a recognition of everyone's needs and then negotiation to compromise.
Communications experts teach us now that rather than telling someone that their behaviors are causing a problem, we tell them how their behaviors make us feel -- unloved, angry, left out, frustrated, whatever.
I don't believe it is too far fetched to say that good communication is the basis of good relationships. Without it, there is no relationship. People have to be able to address any and all issues honestly and completely. And the experts are correct -- it is better to present how you feel than it is to accuse the other person of wrongdoing. And oh, how hard that is! I could use lessons in this.
It might be considered that the person who cannot accept and admit to their own errors in interactions has a poor self concept. A more self assured person would take a more assertive stance and ask for more information and determine if the other individual has a genuine "case", so to speak. If they have, you might want to adjust your own behaviors to ease the stress in the relationship.
I once heard (through the paper thin walls of an apartment house), a man tell a woman, "I am not the one being unreasonable about this. You are." It was no surprise when he moved out before the week was up. Apparently nobody was accepting responsibility for the rift. Nobody was guilty. Nobody was saying, "There may not be anything wrong or unreasonable about the way you are acting, but here is how it make me feel."
It boils down to everyone accepting responsibility for the rifts. It is crucial to the healing process.
All problem interactions are power struggles of one kind or another. There are no winners of power struggles unless all parties accept responsibility and hold themselves accountable. This is true in the home, workplace, and the community at large. Good communication is a recognition of everyone's needs and then negotiation to compromise.
Saturday, September 12, 2015
Have You Ever Seen A Ghost?
Time Magazine's September 21, 2015 issue features questions with celebrity answers. Some of the responders are really famous like George Takai. Others are scientists who want infallible proof for things. I scanned through part of this section and zeroed in on the question about ghosts. Mr. Takai was quite certain there are. He said he sees them everywhere when he goes back to someplace he has been in the past. His description is of memories rather than ghosts -- ghost memories, perhaps?
The scientific dude says ghosts have never been scientifically proven, ergo they do not exist. I don't blame him for being a disbeliever. I was, too, for most of my life. There is nothing like seeing your first ghost to know that they are very, very real. It's most amusing when others you have known to be disbelievers see ghosts, also.
For instance, some friends of mine were moving into a new home. They were almost at the point of rage that anyone could believe there was such a thing. By the time they had spent twenty years there, they were singing a different tune. The previous homeowners had been dancers. My friends had looked up to see a man dressed in a Spanish dancer's costume checking out his outfit in a mirror. They said they sometimes heard people in the home talking. They couldn't hear and understand the words, just hear the voices.
I had seen my first ghost once before, but I didn't realize he was a ghost. I did wonder why the neighbor's who were doing their lawn work didn't acknowledge him when he was running around in glee and approaching them over and over. I shrugged and thought well, whatever.
Then one night I was home alone and came streaking out of a steamy bathroom. There he stood again, all smiley and friendly. I rushed into my bedroom and closed the door. Once I was dressed, I searched the apartment. All the locks and chains were in place. I was so sure there was no such thing as ghosts that I searched for days for some kind of secret entrance. I never found one.
I will have to say that he looked like a full color hologram that night, thus reinforcing the scary suspicion that I was seeing a spirit and not a live person.
Fifteen or more years later and in another apartment complex, I had another shock. There was a man I had seen visiting a neighbor on several occasions. That same man walked right through my upstairs hallway. He was carrying and reading some kind of paper. While I stared with open mouth and stunned silence, he glanced my way. He was every bit as startled to see me as I was to see him. It read all over his face. Then he just walked through the wall to the next apartment. He, too, looked like a full color hologram.
Both times I said approximately the same thing to these ghosts. "I know you are here, because I have seen you. I guess you mean me no harm or I would be harmed already. So, I assume we can peacefully coexist. Just don't let me ever see you again". I've never seen them again.
I have enough of a scientific bent not to want to believe there are ghosts, but I have seen the "living, breathing" evidence that there are. Well, in a ghostly way at least.
But, then, who cares what I know or think? I'm not a celebrity or a scientist.
The scientific dude says ghosts have never been scientifically proven, ergo they do not exist. I don't blame him for being a disbeliever. I was, too, for most of my life. There is nothing like seeing your first ghost to know that they are very, very real. It's most amusing when others you have known to be disbelievers see ghosts, also.
For instance, some friends of mine were moving into a new home. They were almost at the point of rage that anyone could believe there was such a thing. By the time they had spent twenty years there, they were singing a different tune. The previous homeowners had been dancers. My friends had looked up to see a man dressed in a Spanish dancer's costume checking out his outfit in a mirror. They said they sometimes heard people in the home talking. They couldn't hear and understand the words, just hear the voices.
I had seen my first ghost once before, but I didn't realize he was a ghost. I did wonder why the neighbor's who were doing their lawn work didn't acknowledge him when he was running around in glee and approaching them over and over. I shrugged and thought well, whatever.
Then one night I was home alone and came streaking out of a steamy bathroom. There he stood again, all smiley and friendly. I rushed into my bedroom and closed the door. Once I was dressed, I searched the apartment. All the locks and chains were in place. I was so sure there was no such thing as ghosts that I searched for days for some kind of secret entrance. I never found one.
I will have to say that he looked like a full color hologram that night, thus reinforcing the scary suspicion that I was seeing a spirit and not a live person.
Fifteen or more years later and in another apartment complex, I had another shock. There was a man I had seen visiting a neighbor on several occasions. That same man walked right through my upstairs hallway. He was carrying and reading some kind of paper. While I stared with open mouth and stunned silence, he glanced my way. He was every bit as startled to see me as I was to see him. It read all over his face. Then he just walked through the wall to the next apartment. He, too, looked like a full color hologram.
Both times I said approximately the same thing to these ghosts. "I know you are here, because I have seen you. I guess you mean me no harm or I would be harmed already. So, I assume we can peacefully coexist. Just don't let me ever see you again". I've never seen them again.
I have enough of a scientific bent not to want to believe there are ghosts, but I have seen the "living, breathing" evidence that there are. Well, in a ghostly way at least.
But, then, who cares what I know or think? I'm not a celebrity or a scientist.
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