Wow. It gave me back the draft. Apparently it did save it–that is, it saved the second version, the one that it told me I did not have authorization to edit. Since I did all that work, I’ll include it now:

I hit a glitch.

I wrote a rather long post a few minutes ago, and submitted it. Apparently, though, my login had expired. I of course was unaware that it would expire, and had not noticed that it had done so. Thus when I hit the button to save and continue so that I could put it into preview mode and make sure it looked good, it took me to a login screen, and from there to an index which did not include the entry I had just attempted to save. Then when I backed up to this page, I found no hint of where all that I had written might have been saved. I thus conclude that I must begin anew.

I had said much about the problem surrounding the need to print stock certificates, but I’ll reduce that to a few words. There have been some recent transfers of stock after a long period in which there were none, and our system for producing stock certificates had fallen into disuse to the point that it proved easier to attempt to start over. I am now in possession of everything I need to produce the certificates for those new stockholders who have long awaited them–I hope. Later this evening I will attempt to do so.

I also explained at some length the current status in the saga of the car. In short, we finally have it, but we do not know whether we are going to keep it; the middleman has proposed a swap which does not really please me at all but does please everyone else involved, so it’s probably going to transpire that I wind up driving a car I suspect is neither suitable for my needs nor terribly reliable. It’s not my decision to make, so there’s not much point worrying about it.

–M. J. Young

I think I covered all that yesterday anyway, so if you were bored, I apologize. I can add this update: although it took significant wrestling, I managed to finish and print the stock certificates, and they came out quite nicely, in my opinion.

However, momentarily I must depart. I have to take my mother-in-law shopping, and her washed and dried bedding is waiting for me to fold it to go back to her. I’m just trying to squeeze in a few extra tasks while making dinner, so people can eat before midnight. I’ll probably hit one or two threads, but not all of them until I return, unless everything takes longer than anticipated.

–M. J. Young