Blowing a Fuse and Not Waking Backup: Really

Lucky #20.  The magical breaker supplying power to the outlets in my cave.  It took much patience not to throw my battery backup across the room to make it shut up while I shut down two computers, and my music equipment shaking from the sound of blowing a light bulb combined with the unmistakable smell of electrical discharge.  I almost feel sorry for the camel cricket that jumped across my slippers as I groped with my cell phone as a flashlight in a corner of my basement.  I said almost... I screamed.. but didn't drop the phone.  Cricket just had to jump back within two feet of me.  I am sure parts of that bug are between the fibers of my sock I jumped so hard. 

A Busy Blog

I went on vacation thinking about the whole busy thing.  The gears turned.  Alas I could do nothing as where I went on vacation had no Internet and WOW, Sprint decided to turn into weasels and drop where one can call in and turn one's phone into a hot-spot for about a dollar a day.

 

So anyway, I came home and looked at my blog again.  I've decided to change a few things, but for the most part, not so much.  Busy is what I am.  And this blog is me.  So, since I'm not selling anything, I think having a blog I like looking at is part of the joys of diversity.  However, the people that gave me tips were spot on with some things, and I thank them for helping me find my way.

 

Weekend at the Office

My weekend has been so full of excitement.  Forgive me for ever complaining about being bored.  Boring sounds so good right about now.  However, drama follows me like static cling and it feels like another day at the office.  *sigh*

 

It is amazing the things that go on in my life.  I wouldn't believe me, but alas I was there.

 

I just Wish for a Moment Laundry Fairies Existed

In my world I have to cram school shopping and getting my daughter's closet ready for school.  I so do not want to go into her bedroom.  It depresses me.

 

I wish laundry fairies were real.  I would pay to have laundry whisked into cleanliness.  I would accept one of those dudes from Harry Potter and treat them like gold.  Please please someone clean my daughter's room and fold all the laundry.

Banjos, Strange Calls and Wait There's More!

So today I went with my daughter and picked up her new Deering Goodtime 2 Banjo.  We are going to be starting banjo lessons and are fully committed.  The banjo was incredible and sounded amazing.  My daughter's face was priceless.

 

Before we get to the music store my OnStar car phone rings.  I only give this number out to few people so I answered it.  Wow, I talked to a person I had pretty much figured I sucked since I didn't answer several calls.  It was nice to be honest and tell her I didn't call her because I simply couldn't handle that kind of drama sequence psychologically, and she was OK with that.

Something about that Voodoo and the Toilet Paper

I have realized I'm hungry.  Hungry to know why things are.  Why people are what they are.  How all those things work together for the human condition.  Mostly I'm hungry to navigate in a world that appears to overflow with knowledge, but in truth, the fundamentals are lost.

 

I lovingly call my psychiatrist the Voodoo lady.  You would have to see her to understand.  That and you would have to be at the lowest point in your life and need to talk to someone and the secretary tell you all they give is medicine.  Wow.  But the short video I added is kinda fun.

Delegation: When Things Get Too Big

So I've decided to find someone to sell some of my stuff for me.  I don't have the time or the energy to do it all.

 

I found a perspective person to do this.

 

I'm just scared I'll end up with that sandwich my blog refers to all the time.

 

Here's to NOT wishing, but making things happen.

 

And not having a clutch of chickens in the midst of it all.

 

Then recovering from shock and coughing feathers for a year.

 

BLAH