One slight advantage of being so weary was that I was overly sensitive, so I was able to list pages of things that bother me so I can work on them.
Anyhow, I was in a fine form for hosting MIL this weekend, already burnt out before she arrived on Friday. For the most part the weekend went okay, though her Alzheimers or equivalent disorder is not any better, it gets wearying answering the same question every five minutes. Youngest sister-in-law (who lives with MIL) was vehemently not happy with our level of care, leading to awkward minutes sitting in her house waiting for her to come downstairs and start apologizing for an outburst ( it would have been more likely for me to stand outside with my wallet open and catch benjamins floating out of the sky). Later we went to my sister's who was hosting Mother's Day, which was nice. On the way home I did my best therapist impression, to help Mrs Ha with evil sister, while watching for deer, there was a dead one every few miles. I do think MIL needs to be put in a home soon, she's a heavy burden to care for.
We're still waiting for a proper diagnosis of nine year old, though I did read a book on Asperger's, she has many characteristics of them ( and our therapist also read me the DSM determinants). Right now I'm thinking mild Aspies.
I took the girls shopping Saturday at the huge Monroe Ave Wegmans, we had to park far away and had a nice time ogling heavy earth moving equipment on our walk to the store. While there I picked up a six of JW Dundee's Hefewezien. I'll be honest, I don't recall how it was, as I was just drinking it for sedative purposes.
Our outdoor sink arrived, but the drinking fountain hose fell out of the fitting. I tried som e plumbing goop to reattach it, but it slid out of the fitting, so I need to clamp it first. Half assed indeed, I put it over the hole in the sidind I made a few years ago with the Vasa. Half assed.
I need that fountain functionality so the kids can refill their waterguns without going inside, though I did move my latchplate on the screen door so it no longers closes and rebounds, CRASH, crash crash each time a kid goes through it.
While browsing on boardgamegeek, I realized that Victory in the Pacific is a highly rated Avalon Hill classic that I own, and have never played. So, I'm stopping my Panzer Leader hunt and will play that next. Nine year old was sort of interested when I had the box out, maybeI can convince her to play.
Thanks for the votes and comments about my story in the WFC. I'm glad the creepiness came through.
I'm in an odd cleaning mood, partially due to needing to find some receipts. I cleaned up a section of my desk (both at work and home), I think all the replaced lights helped me see the dirt better.
Yes, all the dim lights in our office were replaced with functioning ones, the cave look apparently didn't present enough of a professional appearance. One developer has moved his bookcase around his computer and put cardboard over it to make a dimly lit hole, how would you deal with too bright an office?
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