THAT'S the one thing I was powerless over, TRUEBRIT, having my computer all to myself. It was in the kitchen because we had no room elsewhere. When I said, "No! Don't let the baby play on it, etc." I was shouted down. I shared it with our daughter, grandson and my Rog and it really drove me nuts. It was what was doable at the time, but we could have gone about it a bit differently, i.e. "grandma's work hours" on it come first! As soon as possible she "paid rent" by buying me a new computer with an income tax return and putting my old one in her room, which helped. In the end I didn't mind so much because there were many times my grandson as a baby would go to sleep on my knee, nestled up against my chest while he and I surfed the "net" and listened to wonderful folk music that we found here, at the Mudcat, and elsewhere. I know he just soaked it up and it was good stuff. now, I don't have to share with anyone!*bg*