I don't think I ever considered that this could possibly ever be a problem for me, but it seems that it is. Maybe it's because the quantity I deal with has gone through the roof. Perhaps I've gotten older and my ability to process them has changed. But a few days ago I came to this realization. Now that Welsh Girl isn't in the house all the time talking about stuff (especially reiterating annoyances), it's not so bad, but the Despoina is quite a chatterbox when she gets going and answering her questions (which, if you have kids, you know can get really repetitious) can be fairly mentally draining. I eventually end up in a state where I don't want to talk or read or write or really anything having to do with words. That's the primary reason you have heard so little from me since I became a house husband type dude.
I'm doing alright for the most part. The internet company thing is going alright. The scope is changing a little in that we're taking on a more supervisory role over operators in the Philippines. I'm actually missing going into an office to work. When there's another location involved, you can leave much of work behind at work. In the current state of things, home and work blend a little more that I might like. On the other hand, it doesn't suck being able to go to work in my bathrobe. Welsh Girl and I went to the company Christmas Party. It was pretty good considering the original party completely fell through thanks to Google and an algorithm change. Open bars never hurt.
Welsh Girl is doing pretty well. She finished the first draft of her novel a couple days ago. Don't have to tell you guys how big a deal that is. She also started a few weeks ago working for a large local credit union (the one we bank with, as fate would have it) and she is liking it. It's only part time, but her part time together with my part time is enough to keep us in Cheetos and beer for the foreseeable future. I got to be her +1 at her Christmas party for only the second time ever. Interesting feeling...
The Despoina thrives. She is, of course, the most advanced child in her pre-school class. But her effort is the thing we try to emphasize. Don't want her to fall into the smart kid trap like I realize I did early in life.
The Duchess also thrives. She celebrated her second birthday at the beginning of the month. Of course, she is still unintentionally destructive, but she's actually beginning to listen to us a little more so it's not as bad as it was.
I realize that this year hasn't been as bad as the last couple, but it's only been meh with a bit of bad marbling. I find that I'm looking forward to the end of the year.
On a final note, Welsh Girl and I are thinking about getting a couple of Chromebooks. Our ancient laptops are getting on both our nerves and mine is beginning to interfere a bit with my work. You guys hear anything good/bad/whatever about them yet?
That's about all I have in me today. Time to make some dinner and maybe start catching up on my unread diary list.
That is all.
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