Good News! I reconciled my bank statements and my bank account in MS Money balances with my bank!
Bad News! I have reason to be scared to death.
A juggling technophile shares personal stories, challenges, humor and perhaps some political commentary.
Good News! I reconciled my bank statements and my bank account in MS Money balances with my bank!
Bad News! I have reason to be scared to death.
I enjoyed a half hour of Guantlet with Tommy. Shoot, might even do that more often for some stress relief from time to time. Afterwards the crew piled in the car. I was torn. I wanted badly to spend time with my family. I wanted equally as badly to continue my progress on the computer. I imagined being home alone to get the work done and thought how productive it could be. I caved. My desire to spend time with the family was much stronger. That is how Sunday’s are supposed to be spent isn’t it?
We went to the pool. I managed to turn the tone of the car ride from jovial to nuclear tense in the first couple of miles of the trip. Swimming at the pool was refreshing. Then we took the inlaws dog and our puppy to a baseball field to run. They didn’t know what to do but stay near their humans and ly in the cool dirt. We did get them to play a bit and everyone was exhausted once home. I had a good time.
I cooked hamburgers, helped with the fish tank (ran out of water conditioner) and am now on the computer, mentally and physically drained, for a very long evening.
Time to bond with Tommy some. Let’s see if I can still play a video game without getting motion sick.
When we moved New Orleans (Kenner, LA actually) I was probably 2-3 months from turning 10 years old. We moved into a newly built house on 421 Baroni Drive. A relative short street in a neighborhood of fields that would quickly become houses built on pilings so that they didn’t sink into the ground. Mind you, we were 6 feet below sea level. Facing the house there were 3 houses to the left and 2 houses to the right. After the last house on the left there was a 4 lane road with a 1.5 car width median planted with trees and fire ants. Across the 4 lanes of Loyola Avenue was a field the size of 6-8 football fields. Turning right up Loyola and walking roughly 1/3 of a mile (half a kilometer) brings us to 30 or 40 acres of mostly 12 foot tall weeds interspersed with trees and one small area that could be called “woods” but not really qualifying as forest.
It is in these many acres that much of my emotional, physical and mental growth occurs as I learn and make choices about drugs, alcohol, sex, life, death, human nature and more.
Wahoo! I feel my life becoming more organized! More banking reconciled in the computer.
A New Day!
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This Morning
Went to bed with the wife thinking we’d have some quality time chatting and watching television then she would drift off and I’d go back to working on the computer. Wow! Woke at 7am very rested! Vivid dreams last night centered on helping others with a little bit o’ rule breaking.
I am happy to report that the dog is making better use of the paper. Wow did she ever leave a mess this morning! But it was on the papers!
Today is computer computer computer and anything the wife wants me to do.
Boneheaded me left one end of the siphon in Tommy’s fish tank and tied the other end of the tube to the fish tank. I casually went to look for a book I could read while draining the rest of the tank. The siphon tube having an intelligence far greater than my own untied itself and proceeded with the work of draining the tank all over Tommy’s floor. I don’t think anything took any irrepairable damange.
The first weakness: Having intelligence and not using it.
The second weakness: I lost my temper but should not have. As hard as I tried, yelling did not make the water jump back into the tank. Apparently water doesn’t scare easily.
Taking a break from the computer to thoroughly clean Tommy’s fish tank. This is gross! I am surprised the fish are alive!
Universal television remote built into a watch for only $5.
Many men have this silly fantasty about being in bed with twins. What about SEXtuplets! warning: picture may not be work-safe. Risque. Link goes to Stuff’s page.
Big thunderstorm rolling in. Wish we had that screened in porch.
My focus is on balancing the books for the next hour or so.
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There is no milk for the kids. No apple juice for Amy. The bank account is low. It’s a horrible feeling not providing well for your family.
The dog seems to be making an effort to get to the door. Now the humans need to be more diligent watching the dog. It’s hard. You blink and an accident has happened. You think you are watching and you aren’t.
A New Day!
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This Morning
I woke this morning at 4:15 but did not drag myself from bed. Just keep trying Just keep trying. At 7 I heard rustling and hoped it was Noah because I wanted to hide in bed. Closer to 7:30 I decided the dog needed a walk (outside she said no) but outside I could hear Amy’s voice. That ws when I remembered the boys were at the grandparents so at 7 it was Amy playing.
Amy helps with the dog. As I brewed coffee I asked Amy to “get Molly a chew toy” and she instantly emptied the cage of chew toys placing them on the dog bed.
Having great quality time with Amy! She is sitting in my lap eatting raisins and calling them “candy.” We read a book together and she has told me all about Molly’s chew toys.
She just showed me “o” on her book in multiple words.
Sarah rises. Amy runs off them comes back saying “a monster! a monster!”
Sarah takes some time to horse around with the puppy then is off to fix breakfast.