Wednesday, March 19, 2008
You ever have one of those days? I doubt I even have to spell it out, you know exactly what I mean don't you? I always plan to do more than I can manage to get done each day. I have good intentions; do laundry, take the kids to the park, clean the bathrooms, write a post for the blog.... I think I did a load of laundry today. Oh, and I made it to the gym. And I sold some stuff on Craigslist and had somebody come by and do a termite inspection-- though all I had to do was stand there. So I got a little bit done today, not much, but some. But like always, I did plan to do something more interesting than ramble on about my day when I finally got a chance to post something to the blog. And I would have if I could have gotten to the %$#&* computer. You see, we only have one computer. That means my window of opportunity usually come between my daughter playing on the Webkins site and my husband's obsession with iTunes. Take tonight for instance. My husband says goodnight and I think great, now I can get on the computer. But oh no, before I even head up the stairs he's online. And it's kind of like waiting in line at the DMV. I get all twitchy and impatient thinking when is it finally going to be my turn? Then, just like at the DMV, I start getting all huffy and loud and make not-so-subtle comments about the time it's taking to do a simple task. After about an hour of this my husband finally gets the hint and goes to bed. But then I'm stuck with the late-night time slot on the computer and all I can think about is the sleep I'm losing while I try to formulate a coherent post that in someway relates to sci-fi. But sometimes the challenge is beyond my abilities. R.I.P Arthur C. Clark 1917-2008.