A juggling technophile shares personal stories, challenges, humor and perhaps some political commentary.
I dreamed last night I was playing a violin. The tuning pegs were out but that was fine. Besides they were longer than the violin itself. The chin support was on the wrong side too.
The intruments I have played are the piano, clarinet, guitar and harmonica. Never a violin.
Student: Master, help me prioritize!
Master: Give me a list with the most important at the top and the least important at the bottom. I will review it with you.
A New Day!
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This Morning
Oh I slept like the dead! I woke once at 3:30 and considered getting up for some programming. I could have. I should have. I didn’t. I slept in! No screaming baby. Ignored the dog figuring it would use the paper. Of course, the gate to the bedroom was left open and the gate at the base of the stairs so it had full run of most of the house (the hallway gate was closed) to use its favorite spots. Once this morning a slobbery dog decided that I should be awake and assualted me with kisses. Unpleasant and funny at the same time.
Last Evening
After plumbing I switched to car cleaning but only got some vaccuuming done on one before the child swap came. Tommy brought home. Amy, Noah and Sarah swept away. We had a dinner and got to bed early. I tried watching a movie with my wife but I was to exhausted and faded away.
The bathtub upstairs has had a leak from the hot faucet that was potentially going inside the wall. I decided to repair it and in the process stopped a mold causing, wall damaging, water wasting, money sucking leak into just a water wasting, money sucking leaks (now on the cold side but definitely not inside the wall).
The leak on the faucet out back apparently self corrected so the water in the house is pretty much under control at the moment.
Time to wash some cars.
One mosquitoe causing, water wasting, money sucking faucet leak fixed.
I remember moving to New Orleans and being at a T ball game and asking if there was a spigot around because I wanted a drink of water. One lady nearby cackled and said, “I haven’t heard a faucet called a spigot in years!” Of course, I think the whole concept of drawing water from a pipe outside or a hose to quench a thirst would blow my kids’ minds.
Glory had me. I pulled away!
I can feel my body trying to decide whether or not to be sick. I’m overcoming and tending toward health right now. I could feel illness in my throat this morning and I haven’t been able to hear well from my right ear for 2 days.
Bike repair mode. Current mental abuse: beating self over condition the yard including the quantity of mosquitoes, unplanted dying plants, incomplete French drain, lack of control over overgrowth, uncut grass, incomplete landscaping plants. Also over my inexcusable lack of areas for the children to properly store and care for their toys. My lack of care for their toys such as bikes, scooters, etc.
Spoke to an overseas client about more potential work.
I have 16 different things I’d like to be doing simultaneously. My motivation right now is yardwork.
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This Morning
Yesterday afternoon was a blur. My one goal above all was to get to my friend’s house and put a little joint compound on the wall. I did not achieve that. Instead I had a great afternoon with the kids, at dusk we moved Sarah and a friend to the movie theatre for “I, Robot,” then we took Noah and Amy to Fuddrucker’s for hamburgers. When I picked the girls up from the movie I asked, “So, did it inspire you to read the book?” And Sarah replies with surprise, “There’s a book?” Then continues, “no, the movie is better. And it’s easier.” So sad. Cathy and I enjoyed the evening together. For once, I ignored the computer and spent some quality time with my wife.
Everyone is always out to nickel and dime you. Just checked my Cingular bill to find 1.40 that is not supposed to be on there. Granted, “It’s only $1.40” but if I let 10 companies get away with that then that’s $15 per month being thrown away. Besides, what’s to say that that $1.40 doesn’t grow to $10 next month. This is not a Capitalist nation. We live in a Hustler’s state.
The morning has been spent documenting previous work done for a client to accompany the invoice, chatting with my contract regarding a product I sell, invoicing for another client, discussions with the insurance company, payment to the insurance company, verification that the rubber check I received is not to be rubber anymore, discussions with Dell regarding memory for a client’s computer, and discussions with Linksys on options for improving a client’s wireless network and how I can become a Linksys reseller.
In closing I receive a phonecall from the school explaining that all other students had to be removed from the classroom because Tommy 3 times has shoved a nickle so far up his nose that you could not see the shiny part. Tommy in the background, “I’m suffocating!”
Time to eat something.
Man I could use some Valium (never had any) or Vicodin right now. Even some Meclizine would be helpful. I suppose I could have a sugar cube and tell myself to relax. I bet I could even read the ingredients and convince myself that the side affects were focus, productivity and income.
