Well, now I know how it feels to be sole run arounderer, house maintainer, general cook, child wrangler and all the rest. Although Mrs C does her best, the only thing she can really do is iron - the rest of it is up to me.
I think I have a touch more respect for those who do this shit full time on their own. It's bloody hard, and is eating into my work time something fierce.
When Mrs C did her injury, her Mum had done something similar 6 months before. So we were telling her sister that she was next. We were half right - we got a call from SIL, nephew#2 had swan dived of a trampoline, shattered the bones in his hand, and broken his arm.
So he is not a happy camper. She is on her own as her hubby is up north being battered by a cyclone as we speak. To make things even better, she is living in a shed while their house is being finished.
No update last week, as FIL had me working all day in the garden. That won't be a problem as he has gone up north to pick up a truck, and like BIL is playing dodge the cyclone. That means hot chopper action this week for sure.
On a side note, racing season starts soon. There is a tuning day this weekend - unfortunately too late for me to organise membership and license. Probably not a bad thing, as the weather will probably turn to shit on the weekend as we get the side effects of the cyclone.
Stumbled upon a tab of "Harvest", so taught myself that this afternoon. You only need two strings, and it's nice and slow. So far I am enjoying noodling around, but I think I might need a lesson or two to get on track.
I have started a 6 km cycle every morning - hey, we have to start somewhere. I can't believe how unfit I am. Even worse, on the return loop I am pushing up a (slight) hill and straight into the morning easterly. Still, I am feel better already, and even though it's only been a week, I do not feel so rooted at the end.
Took CU1 out for her first debate last night - the topic was an absolute gimme - they were negative to "Internet File Sharing should be banned". But they made the classic n00b mistake of not challenging the affirmitives definitions (file sharing == stealing music) and then having a very weak argument of musicians are rich, so they can afford a few downloads.
Poor CU1 got up and froze. Then she got flustered and started bawling her eyes out. So I got up and calmed her down, and then unprompted she stood up, aplogised to the audience and then said she needed to take a break outside.
It's not easy to speak in public, and to give her credit she is not going to toss it in, but push on. I think I might have to practice with her a bit.
Ding Dong the iBooks dead. Mrs C's iBook has shit itself again. Once again the logic board has crapped itself - outside the 3 year limit so we are SOL on replacement. It's only a G3 800, so I refuse to throw any more good money after bad.
I had a think about it, and laptops just have ultra crap longevity. In five years I have gone through a Dell Inspiron 8000, a Sony Vaio, a Toshiba Qosmio and the G4 powerbook. In that toime we bought Mrs Cs iBook (shit itself once) and CU1s (shit itself multiple times).
So far, the only machines not to have ssues have been the powerbook and the Qosmio. Touch wood.
No New Job
With all the stuff going down I decided that looking into another job was a really bad thing. The usual stuff is floating about with the current one. As usual payment is intermittent, we just threaten to stop work and some money comes through.
There is just some weird shit - this place is so start up circa 1999/2000. I suspect it will not last much longer.
Since the Hippy's demise, Mrs C needs a machine to play CIV4 on. SO my flash games machine has been moved into the lounge and hooked up to the big plasma. It looks pretty sweet.
I had a bit of a bash with Call of Duty2, it also looked pretty good.
How well, time to pour another bundy and do some more bass noodling.
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