Ideal typing position 



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Good Morning,  !
Today is Wednesday, Aug 24

Had to heat up water in pots today for a bucket and sponge
wash instead of a shower. The water tank has sprung a leak. 

Heating the water wasn't a big deal. I had done that countless
times, when I lived and worked in the bush in the arctic.
Since it gets quite warm in the afternoon, I'll lay a black 
garbage bag onto the deck roof and connect it to
a $10 solar shower. 

In the arctic I used to hang a couple of solar shower bags
from the gable of the wall tent, right above the wood stove,
and had a clear plastic shower rigged behind the tent.
That worked quite well, even at -40, once I figured the top 
and sides of the shower had to be perfectly air tight and 
the entrance by lifting one of the sides and crawling in
and up onto the raised styrofoam floor from below. 

Living in the bush required a bit of extra work, but had
it's own rewards.

A solar shower should tide me over, until I can save enough
for a small hot water tank.

Have FUN!
DearWebby


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From the Tech Support Pits: From: Karina Re: Typing position Dear Webby Time to play referee again. Our night-school teacher insists that the proper seating position is is with the back and neck straight, upper arms perfectly straight down, elbows pressed against the body, fore-arms and wrist and hands perfectly level. I thought that position had gone out of style. What do you say ? Karina Dear Karina You are right. Except during interviews I have not seen that sitting position since the 70's. It does make you look more attractive to a male interviewer, than any other typing position, but it is by no means the fastest typing position, and it leads to fatigue and even repetitive strain injury. Today, (except for interviews '-) a more relaxed typing position is favored. Elbows out, forearms slightly downward, hands in a relaxed curve. That position often adds about 5 words per minute to your speed. A not too firm but smooth wrist rest helps most people to gain additional speed. However, if you type faster than me, it makes no difference to me what typing position you use, as long as you change it slightly about every 15 - 30 minutes. The changing is the most important part of the sitting position. That avoids repetitive strain injury. Have FUN! DearWebby
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