Snappy, 'grats on the R&R turn in!
I have very bad luck with laptops. My first one lasted three years before it decided to shoot blue sparks out of it that caused my arm to go numb all the way to my elbow when I was one chapter away from finishing an MS my agent was dying for. My second laptop had a sad ending by way of coffee mug, baby, and keyboard. Right now, I have a very inexpensive netbook. It has Windows 8, which I loathe. But it does the job.
Mayqueen, I think letting it rest helps. When I go back to read again, anytime my mind begins to wander away the story, I put in a comment that tells me I fell out of the story and why. So when I go back to revise, I know exactly what's going on.
Guys, you wouldn't believe my week. I had extreme bouts of vertigo on Monday and Tuesday because of weather changes. On Wednesday, I had to head over to Urgent Care to make sure I didn't have the flu. Turns out it's strep, which both of my boys had within the previous two weeks. Also on Wednesday, my seven-year-old woke up with a migraine and vertigo. Kept her home from school. Still Wednesday, we're eating lunch when the five-year-old tells me, "Mama, Little B has something in his eye." Holy shit. Goop everywhere. Pink eye. Call the pediatrician. Meds are called in. Whoo-hoo. Little B goes down for a nap and wakes up with his eyelids the size of a golf ball and the gunk that came out...*shudders* Take him to pediatrician. Not just pink eye but freakin' orbital cellulitis. Which is apparently very serious because of the infection's proximity to orbital nerves, auditory nerves, and brain. Pediatrician orders mega antibiotic to keep him out of the hospital and has me text her photos to determine if he needs to go to the ER. Whew, he makes it through the night, but Thursday morning, he goes back to pediatrician and seven-year-old comes along because she's still sick. Little B is improving, but my girl had a double ear infection and strep throat. Friday, my daughter's ear is killing her. Amid fears of a ruptured ear drum, back to the pediatrician (with Little B in tow). More meds. Friday night, my vertigo gets so bad that I fall on the steps and rack my arm pretty good on the railing. Big bruise. Lots of pain. Then Little B's good eye starts gooping and the whole process starts all over again....we are ready for Calgon to take us away now.