As if my last 2 weeks haven’t been so stressful and just a very trying traumatic enough; my husband of 25 years is now in a rehabilitation hospital for maybe 4 weeks or possibly even longer. My tablet went whacked tonight, and all my Ai art disappeared from Night Cafe. Michael and now this, my life is turning into crying and crying over some minutia like a fucking tablet! I realized that I could lose the love of my life, but I’m freaking about a tablet. I’m going to bed get some sleep?? Sorry 😢